Six
years stranded
Still falling
I stand when I
can
Still trying
To turn out what
I'd planned
Ideas encouraged
Without doubt
She never failed
To believe
The possibilities
She endowed to me
Built of
And by
her
My body entire
She bequeathed
To me
Her fire
Luminous jewels
Drops of
knowledge
She filled me
with
Hope eternal
Composed me of
The best she was
My mother is gone
She's been in
ashes
For six years
long
Because of her
I am strong
I carry her
spirit on
© A. Bougie (11/12/2006)
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