We are the motherless daughters
We’re scattered across the globe
We wear the cloak
Like an itchy coat
An attire we can't disrobe.
We are the motherless daughters
Traveling territory unknown
Forever searching within our loss
At another taste of home.
We are the motherless daughters
Missing more than words can say
The woman who gave us more than life
And took more than that away..
We are the motherless daughters
Left with memories, trinkets, advice,
Trying to make that be enough
Knowing it won’t suffice.
We are the motherless daughters
A tribe of another tongue
An anonymous bond throughout the land
The loss that binds you as one.
We are the motherless daughters
Owners of a tender heart
Filling our schedule on Mother’s day
Battling the urge to fall apart.
We are the motherless daughters
Lacking but lucky everyday
Hoping she'd be proud of the woman
The mirror puts on display.
We are the motherless daughters.
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