1. Mother

I love her.
She with hair as calm as the moon,
a voice that told me that I
was her de facto “kid”.
I remember, this playing house
was what drew me close to
the sandwiches, the ice creams and the pizzas
that has come to represent our embrace –
a warm and big hug.

For Maria

NaPoWriMo – 20th April
20th of April, 2014. 8:33PM (DXB)

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