There.

There.

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What is it?
In the mountains I
see;
In the birds I
hear.
Where is it?
In the shadows I
feel;
In the heart, I
touch?
It’s here.
Here.
I know it.
In the words I
feel;
In the lips I
see;
In the eyes I
hear.
I love it.
For the live I
have;
For the tears I
dry.
I cherish it
— Tyrone
Mother to Son (an ode from Langston to the only mother I knew to be mother)

Mother to Son (an ode from Langston to the only mother I knew to be mother)