mothers ...Cybeles..

'my mother...'
he started
'had been all...
the season of spring...the rains...
and also the fall...
she had been
like a Cybele i guess...
or...
a Gaia...
or...
Rhea...
or...
Demeter...
she had been all that mattered
to me...
our threesome family...
like a mountain...
like a flowering sefali tree...
my mother...
she had been all to me...'

he muttered
absentmindedly...
buying cards for his kid
to be sent to his kid's mother...
another family...
and he thought
it was time
to salute all mothers of the world...
all...
'all mothers are mine...'
he muttered
as he thought
looking at the gallery of bright colorful cards...
on a street
yet to be coming to life...

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