--poetry
Stimming and Gasping Im having Asthma.
One Son and Another Arisen, Mom?
Are you Okay? I don't want you to Know.
Yet I can't hide the Sounds of my Breathing.
My Son comes to me takes my Pulse in His.
He stands with me in Misery's Throne.
But I dont' want you to be like me Son.
He Says LItlle to Nothing. His Lamp This.
His Wings have Encompassed my Heart and Lungs.
With all of his Strength he Calms the Thronging.
Just WIth One Look he Lifts My Whole Being.
I Surrender my Doubt. I take his Love.
While I have been Strengthened he has been Drained.
My Child, Same Mother, Same Pain Again.
Stimming and Gasping Im having Asthma.
One Son and Another Arisen, Mom?
Are you Okay? I don't want you to Know.
Yet I can't hide the Sounds of my Breathing.
My Son comes to me takes my Pulse in His.
He stands with me in Misery's Throne.
But I dont' want you to be like me Son.
He Says LItlle to Nothing. His Lamp This.
His Wings have Encompassed my Heart and Lungs.
With all of his Strength he Calms the Thronging.
Just WIth One Look he Lifts My Whole Being.
I Surrender my Doubt. I take his Love.
While I have been Strengthened he has been Drained.
My Child, Same Mother, Same Pain Again.
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