Mum is a bear hugging me
so tight that I can’t breathe,
like a rope wrapped around me
pulling me.
Mum is glitter sparkling
in the sun like clear water does.
She has a rose perfume
following her.
Mum is a squirrel talking too much.
She is an English woman
who gives me lots of warm feelings,
like other family members.
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