אמא

אמא

As if I do not remember how in the womb you held me.
Because your thoughts are engraved in my mind
And I will never forget your voice
Or your eyes
Or your smile
I will never forget your temper
Even when you are too frail
and gentle
To pronounce words in a disturbing manner
And I will never forget your conversation
For you have filled my head with imagination,
With pain and wisdom
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