Saturday, June 16, 2018

MEMORIES OF MY MOM/Verse Escape

MEMORIES OF MY MOM

As still as stone
The morning

A dusty blue
Over the mountains
The cloud filled sky

Outside my studio window
A gentle breeze moves the sage

Memories of you
The color of your eyes
Your kindness
Your touch

You were my Mother
All my days

Once again
You are here
I take a deep breath

June 16, 2018






1 comment:

rallentanda said...

There must be something in the cosmos. I have been thinking in this vein lately as well. Our mothers leave an imprint on us no matter how old we are and we still need and miss them.Lovely tribute to your Mum.

Taking time off.....

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