The elder child likes awake
Seeing the glow of the night light dim gradually
As the frightening feeling of loneliness festers
Longing for her maternal model to come kiss her forehead
For final g'nights
Tearing the photo which was once taken inside her heart
Of her father kissing her mother's forehead
For what seemed to be an eternal g'night
To the sky peers her eyes to the palace
In which her mother now resides
As she hears her mother's once familiar voice whispering
Girl, it's going to be alright.
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