The mother I never had
Mum
Who feels my forehead and makes chicken soup?
Who finds my lost anything without blame.
Who knows that I will be famous? Who hears what I really mean?
Who worries so I don't?
Who says sleep on it?
Who forgives me?
Who listens?
Who loves?
Mum!!!
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.