Pense no lençol limpo e aconchegante
            na palavra sincera
                 que naõ magoa e perdoa
                          no lenitivo
                             de dores ficticias e reais
                                em malas que voltam
                                    ao pé da escada
                                          de relacionamentos findos
                                              naquela luz que
                                                orienta com carinho
                                                    em ludica
                                                         imagem
                                                          de santidade
                                                           ÉS tu minha mae...........