Every women has something spacial that she can never let go. in this poem a women losses her son. she has many question but is never been asnwered,
you look at her eyes shes hopeless,
her tragedy cannot be defined,
she longs for him,
but she never finds,
she cries, but her tears hope for better days,
her weak body can no longer relax,
her mind is tired,
her question is never answered,
she looks says where’s my son,
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