MAMA

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Lay on the bed beside me,
Tell me a story, while my mind roams.
The moon looks at me through
The open window beside my bed,
And the night sky, surrounded by stars
Sings like a heavenly choir decked in white regalia.
I wish to sleep, but do not leave me,
Hold my hands until you hear me snoring,
The day was fun, I played a lot
And my body aches but I do not want you to go,
"Mama!"

by
Iyere. O. Perpetual,
6th February, 2023.

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