OH, MOTHER!
 
What dark threads did you choose, my Mother,
To weave on the loom of your life, For you loved gold and silver, my Mother,
And I remember your singing and laughter.
I remember your courage, my Mother,
For you were always in pain;
And I remember your fear.
 
You never swerved from the straight, my Mother,
Though you struggled on a stony road.
What was the cost of your choice...

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