mommy
The necklace
Dearly held to my heart
With the power the devils despise
My necklace stands its place
Never left my side regardless from the homland to america
From addis abbeba to dc, snowstorms to summer beach days
Given to me by my mother
On it was a cross
Where Jesus was crucified
both to ptotect me
Resembling her love towards me
My necklace in place of her presence
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