And How She Tried
The scent of underdone eggs
Reminds me of my mother
And how she tried
To make my life possible.
Something is bringing back
The smile on my face again,
Something grand is happening
In the other worlds.
For all I had been
There was a love I had seen
And for all that it was
That love was so pure and rare,
Had to be restored, revealed.
My heart was heavy,
Only yesterday,
It was distraught,
It wanted to give up,
But now I can see where I am.
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