Just by the way….etching thoughts
Be determination
born of steps deliberate
tender force engulfs us
Warm hands cusp my storms
she saves chestnuts under her pillow
I borrow my goodnight calm
She is quilting fierce
circles like orbits, relentless colors
I devour each touch dew like
Reluctance never her
forward onward upward teaches
mystery leaves more to seek
I am a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. One poetry collection - Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words and a chapbook, Crushed Anthills. Always gathering poems, and letting them marinate and change shape and form. View more posts
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Mystry leaves more to seek -beautiful -you are indeed a seeker and am sure more thoughts
about your mothert shall flow.
Love you papa
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