On my
mother's wings I have been flying
Beyond
the quest I had in my life,
On my
mother's wings that brought me
To the height of seeing what is right and what
is not.
On my
mother's wings where I tried to escape
To fly on my own,
To seek the paradise
where I thought I belong.
On my
mother's wings where still I often find myself
Home sweet home!
On my
mother's wings where I took the flight to life
And met the devastating wind of
misunderstanding.
She
never ceased flying to ever let me see the real understanding!
Til now that I learn
myself to fly,
To soar my wings
high and combat the torment of life,
To fully enjoy the
bumps of hampering clouds of wisdom
Tthat taught me the pain and gain of life,
Til then I still
long for the comfort and hug
Which my mother's wings I used to have.
On my mother's wings I eagerly look forward
of my next flight!
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