Thought Catalog
March 17, 2017

Ode To Mother

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What is the issue?
Roman Kraft

It hurts, I can tell
You feel resigned, I can see
But the blood that runs in my veins
courses through yours too
so let me light your way home
when you feel lost in the dark
let me steady your ship sails
when you feel tossed at sea
There is nothing pretty
about pain and unsteady nights
but what’s beautiful
is your strength, your resilience
It may be wreckage now
but you’ll find the fortitude you need
carved deep within your bones
So come with me
we’ll pick up the broken pieces
and weave them into renewed wholes
because whatever tremor the world casts your way
you have the strength to withstand
And should you forget that
let me stand right here to remind you. TC mark

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