Sick I was on that night in my bedroom <br />already one of my own, when I was 5 years old. <br />Though it was already, teaching myself to grow, <br />So much had already happened, <br />In only 5 years of early life. <br /> <br />The Heavy headaches from no explainable reason, <br />Would bring me high fever, and tough it would get to breath. <br />Mom, Mom, I used to call...Until into my room she would come <br />in the middle of the night, out of her own bed and dreams, <br />to come and hold my hands and stay with me for a little while. <br /> <br />If five I was, she was then 27 years old... <br />God, I am now 34 years old, older than what she was then... <br />In my early ages memories...Back to the past... <br /> <br />On those long heave headed high fever nights, <br />my mind flying a little crazy would go, <br />because of the high fever, just words spelled out, <br />not much thought put into them... <br /> <br />My Mom, before leaving back to her room, then asks to me: <br />- Is there anything else I can make for you my love, <br />so you can feel better and rest in Peace? <br /> <br />Yes Mom, Please! Mom, Would you buy me a Friend? <br /> <br /> <br />(Still sick, I was able to make my Mom Smile, in my own way to say Thank You and still express my feelings, then there I was searching for an equal...A kid like me.....From the 6th Floor,368 Rua Jose do Patrocinio, Apt.602, Ed. Palazzo di Roma, Grajau, Rio de Janeiro, RJ, Brazil~ sometime around 1977)<br /><br />Florida Angel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mom-mom-would-you-buy-me-a-friend/
