Adriano Nunes: "Mother"

"Mother"

Early she wakes up.
And all Around
Sees: from the yard door
To the entrance
Door. Her heart
Not just be-

Ats (f ) ast: jumps
In broadness
Of infinity love
That she has,
That she keeps.
For us.

Clean clothes.
Ready table.
Only smiles
And even,
Sometimes,
Lesson, and
Reprimand.

Already tired
Of the daily
Great battle,
In bed she lies down.
The high sky plays
With the stars,

With joy, saying:
Down there,
Sleeps, cheerful,
A bright star.
Oh, how she shines!
Oh, how she shines!