Francesco’s poem, written exclusively for Different Truths, explores grief and the enduring love for a mother who has passed away.
And I think of you, mother you still are in my heart and your motherly lips pure pink colour they appear to me full of emotions as dear as the caresses given to me. For every moment of your simple life your words of love were the rides always the most beautiful parties in my beloved child's blood. Mother without your skin in this time without you driven by pain I don't see the right way and that heaven wrote the truth. Even at this hour my mother your voice was silent only small gestures movements in the night drenched crying silences. Mother took you to death and it was dark in the veins when your slender body gave a start and then another you little flower you were thus severed from the roots.
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Francesco Favetta has penned more than 4000 poems. Born in Sicily, Italy, he loves poetry and culture. In 2018, he was awarded by the Academy of Sicily. His poems have been widely anthologised, nationally and internationally. He founded a theatre company and a Lion’s Club. He believes that poetry is the weapon with which humanity will make its life free.
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