We came into the world without a care
Opened our eyes and we were here
Our mothers arms comforted us to some degree
Not a care at all
We didn't have to call
Grew to think this would be that way
Only to learn that we couldn't have our say
The comfort of my mother's arms could stand the test of time
We never knew what was true
She didn't have a clue as what to do
You see, she had been silenced, too...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well penned ! Keep writing Rhonda