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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