Mother’s Secret

Sami Mulaj

 

Ah, dear mother!

How I wish once more

To be a baby again,

To disturb your sleep,

To see if my mother

Ever truly sleeps.

Do I understand how my mother rests?

 

As your white hands covered

The embers in the hearth

With ash after midnight,

To rekindle the morning fire anew,

So, too, you hid your sleep

Throughout my life...

  • Author: Sami Mulaj (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 18th, 2025 17:11
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  • sorenbarrett

    Embers burn under the disguise of ashes in life as well as fire. Very nicely written

  • Poetic Licence

    Very nicely written, enjoyed the read



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