Ode to my Mom

November 7, 2011
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Her soft hand went
down my cheeks
She wrap me into
a blue blanket
and went to sleep
I was waiting for
my mom to came
with the bottle
of milk
And rock me
back and forth
back and forth
and went back to sleep
in the moon light
and with the stars glowing
at my draems
And I know that
my mom
is with me
in my dreams

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