RE: The Weight You Carry, The Dreams You Buried

Best regards. I understand you so much. I miss my mother so much that I've written songs and poems for her.
My mother, if today I could
see your face again
place your spring kiss on my warm forehead
when I get home, I would like
to see your figure again
revel in the thicket
of your silver hair
and make your beloved embrace
elastic with tenderness.