Melodies from a last born that lost his mum Memories from a last born that lost his mum Sayings of a last born that lost his mum In the quiet of the night, a soft whisper calls, A last-born child don’t know where the shadow falls. His world once bright, now dimmed with despair,mother’s warmth, no longer there, Leaving a heart that ached, seeking peace. Memories linger, like echoes in the air, Her gentle voice, a tender prayer, Though the pain is heavy, and the nights are long. He carries her spirit and sweet silence to make these songs. In the heart of a last-born, she shines forever.