My tears flow freely everyday
like the Mississippi,
Never stopping, never ending
All with greifs and pains of
Leaving you
I came at a crossroad
With love for a mother, and
Loyalty for a lover, decision became hard
Not knowing which way to take
Then I gaze into your eyes, and see
The Very road I should take, but then
Mother's joy comes first
Now I journey into the land of unknown
Destiny prevails
Fate awaited
The road become longer and narrow
And every tear, everyday is for you alone
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Difficult when we have to chose between love and family. Beautiful. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole.