Poetry

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DEAR MOM

We are on our way home, dear mom
We’re almost there.
The journey is long, and often we stumble or fall.
We recall the time we left
The journey was short to sin.
We felt so happy to be free, and to do our own thing.

The path of sin is rough, dear mom
As we often heard you said.
No love is found this side of the fence
We long to be home mom
Where love is wonderful and true.

We felt the pull to return
We know it was from above
That God is so mindful of us
And answered a mother’s prayer.

Please understand, dear mom
We had to learn on our own
The things that you have probably learned
And never shared with us.

by
Vashti Hing

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