The nature takes its course.
An advice
falls on deaf ears,
when walking on a frail ice.
An incressing worry
bewilderes mam,
but the son
is far from it.
Some words
in the salt tears
to throw
and
a trace of scare
on the mom's face.
Somehow,
somewhere,
someday
the mistakes must be made.
An old flame of nostalgia damped the yell.
Swimmed ten lengths of the pool,
mum is absolutely cool.
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