a day off
in bed.
She looks so tired
and her heart
has bled.
I'll take them
some water
and nourish their soul
while my dear sweet mother
nibbles
on a sausage roll.
I have a long day
ahead
and it makes me cry.
How did she do all of this
and not
just die?
Only a miracle woman
could have done
this work
and an earthbound angel
will never
shirk.
There are so many poor people
who need
her love
because it surely isn't
coming
from up above.
My heart is in the right place
and of that
you can see
when Mother Teresa
accepted tea
from an admirer like me.
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