Now Mom takes your hand
and she leads you to the grassland
She is wearing a hat and sneakers
from teenie-weenie her favourite
And the sun pours down like honey
on our lady who loves winnie the pooh
And she shows you where to look
among the garbage and the flowers
There are kites in the sky
and daisies having grown since July
There are children in the morning
They are running out for life
and they will run that way forever
While Mom holds the thread
and you want to fly away from her
and you want to travel blind
You know that you can trust her
for she's touched your perfect body with her milk and blood
by Imyorphan Zen
2016年11月18日星期五
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