Mommy Mommy Mommy

Anthony Hanible

Mommy Mommy Mommy

Your name is a soft echo

That still knows the way home

I call it into empty rooms

Into the quiet corners of myself

Into the places where light

Hesitates to go

Mommy Mommy Mommy

Some days I feel small again

Like the world is too tall

And my hands are too tired

To lift anything but memories

I remember your voice

Like a warm hand on my shoulder

Steadying me

Before I even knew I was falling

Mommy Mommy Mommy

I’m older now

But the child in me

Still reaches for you

In the dark

Hoping the night will answer

With your footsteps

If love had a sound

It would be your name

Repeated three times

A spell

A prayer

A promise

That I’m not alone

I Love You So Much Mommy 

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