M and m

photo from the papers…

On the relations with one’s own mother, translated…

Mother, your “M” is capitalized, while I am “m”, the strongest attachment: me.

Since I was young, I was, accompanied by your sewing machine, on the hood, writing out the word, “mom”. Day after day, night after night, although the article still hadn’t gotten written fully yet, however, the sewing machine was, aged by the years that come to pass.

Even you were too, you’d become, small letter, “m” now, gotten reduced, little by little, to the point that there’s, nothing MORE to lose/miss………

So many unspoken words, me, who stayed “little”, I’d attempted, to find you back.

Is it possible, that in the square boxes of the written drafting papers, I can use the “m”, for the thoughts of, missing you?

This, is very creative, that an individual got from the capitalized M and the small letter m, and linked the relationship of oneself to one’s own mother, and this also showed, how when we were growing up, we still looked up to our parents, as if they were, the only important people in our world!