In a world where it’s tough being alone
A mother comes along to let the truth be known
That in a solitude of a bird looking for a prey
Is a tale of two mothers sitting apart hoping for light of the day
Kept hostage by the tales of the night
When the owl shudders in spite of its vicious might
So let the snake raise its hood and spew its venom far
Over the shoulder of the bird and beyond the prey in his car
It was never about the hunter, the hunted, or the kill
It was always a tale of two mothers, sending us a very long bill!
Happy Mother’s Day!
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