Your mother cries for your absence
Your departure left a profound emptiness.
In her heart she has an immense sadness,
That cannot be replaced by anyone’s 
presence.
She talks of you as if she’s waiting for your arrival,
Even though you will never open the door to your house.
In her heart and mind your departure was not final;
The memories will always keep you alive.
She waits anxiously for you to call her “ama.”
The await prolongs and her eyes fill with tears and not joy
She cries because a piece of her flesh has been taken apart
Resignation will not come home because you were her little boy.
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