Poetry Love
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Poetry Love

Madrigal | Poetry | Mental Health | Humanity

My Mother’s Bag

First Madrigal

Photo by Towfiqu barbhuiya on Unsplash

You, that man, in the middle of the night
went after, and took my mom’s precious bag
while she held it on her shoulder neck,

that man was fast and mean, also not right,
as my mom could not see the back in black.
You, that man, in…

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