Mother

January 21, 2024•52 words

She brought me to this place.
Handheld tight with eyes of light.
Safety lived here in her arms.
On the coldest nights, warmth always present.
We spoke of life
And listened to love.
Magnified contributions took time.
Unfolding and changing
but always with me
Here in this place
Her soul is held

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