Stars at night

Grandmother, great grand mother

All mothers before them

Are shining in daylight

When we do not see them 

At night

When all the glittering success fade away

They start talking 

About their joys and memories

Listening to them all night

Is my life 

That brings me to life

For a dusty construction day

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