Francesco celebrates a mother’s love in this poignant poem – exclusively for Different Truths.
Mom whisper of love silent rustle in the cradles you love in the silence of the nights. Looks and love songs those light hands and the caresses on the faces of children born in pain. Mom they are ointments those words of yours whisper in the night to the chant of the lullaby. Still your breath on the skin and lips pink mom in heart your every smile it is a wonderful flower.
Picture design by Anumita Roy
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