Figure 1 Picture and poem by “Jawed”, a 13-year-old unaccompanied minor who was separated from his mother and siblings during their journey from Afghanistan to Turkey. My mother! I never got used to the idea of losing you. How I wish you were here with me. Wouldn’t it be lovely if I could still wrap my arms around your neck? Every time I hear your name, my whole body is shaking. Whenever I encounter a mother holding her child, I whisper... Oh once, I too had a mother and could feel her warmth and her protection. My mother! I wish I could still put my head in your shoulders. Late in the night, I miss your presence, your shoulders, your care, your stories and your songs… I wish you knew that these days I need you more than ever. But somehow I know, I still believe that you help me find solutions to my problems with God’s help. Oh mother! I miss you with all my heart. I know that you fill my breath for a moment, that moment it smells like home. When you were with me, I wasn’t old enough. When you left, I wasn’t big enough. I wish you could take me with you, wherever you are. I miss you. Love you always and forever. Oh mother! Please keep coming to my dreams like you do every night. I love you so much my mother.