Monday, July 18, 2011

Walk With Me, now

Mom, you missed moonglow
tonight, you who held my hand
once in yours, showed the forward
steps, guarded eyes from tears,
spun me to life's direction, proud
we walked, gardenia dressed hair,
awe of you.
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  1. LProfetaJuly 18, 2011 at 5:42 AM

    One year now, I miss her tonight and the smell of gardenia near.She hears I know.

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