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The Mother

Date Written: October 6, 2017



Water drips from my memory as I age

fluid runs down my mind washing away thoughts of another time

Sometimes refreshed other times muddled my mind gentles with softer ideas

Grandchildren nudge my heart into cuddles and kisses as I watch them and feel their small hands hug

My children growing gray makes me smile and other times alarms me as they age as fast as I

Time ticks as I feel angels continue to walk with all of us

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