Stars spelling out in the sky,
Mama's love for me,
For they continue to breathe, speak, sing out her love for me,
When she no longer breathes,
Fairy-tales shimmer behind my closed eyes,
Jack N' Jill, Rapunzel n' Mama's stories suddenly come alive,
The smell of her cookies and the sound of her voice,
Her prescence comes closer and our little game has begun again,
Hands over my eyes and her whisper in my ear,
"Come and find me,"
Sunshine bakes my closed eyes,
The morning sun rising from the now sleeping night,
Fairy-tales bid me good morning,
And fall into sleeping with the night,
Mama's warm hand of sunshine tickles my cheeks through the blinds,
Mama's love is horrible at the game of hide and seek,
The grip of childhood seeps away,
Adulthood takes its place,
But Mama's love still plays its game,
And her stories still flood my unconsciousness,
The rainy day clears away,
A bright sun fighting the gray clouds away,
One light beam seeks me out,
Mama's love flows down from the Heavens,
"Found you"
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