mother true...and a child...

'so good you are...
how come you so good?'

he asked her...
'and why can't I
be as good as you?
where does your motherly heart lie?
can you show me that oneday?
at least once...
so that
i be good
and get motherly kind...'
he added...
murmuring...

She said nothing...
she just placed her palm
on his shoulders drooping down
and looked into his eyes...
soft...
teary...
a weeping child...

she smiled
mild...
but said nothing...

he felt
he just got
what does it take
to be a woman...true...
he felt
he just saw
what does it take
to be a mother...true...

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