Down on this road,
She walked away,
Leaving us behind,
No one to care,
No one to cook for us.
Down on this road,
She lied, “I’ll be back,”
Up on this hill, we stood,
Our feet so dusty,
Our eyes filled with tears.
Down on this road,
I met my fate,
A lonely child I became,
With no shoulder to lean on,
No one to feed me.
Down on this road,
My hope began to dry,
My family ended,
And the yearning for a mother’s love grew,
A deep ache that time could not soothe.
Down on this road,
Years have passed,
Yet the emptiness stayed,
The longing for a mother’s warmth,
Still echoes inside me each day.
Down on this road,
I still stand,
Years have passed, but still,
I stare at the path she left,
Wishing for the love she took away
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