(30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

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Mother

My mother
Once was 
The centre
On my circle maker 

My mother
Once was
The warmth
Around a cold hand

My mother 
Once was
The smile
On a pensive face

My mother
Once was
The rule
To run rings around

My mother
Once was
The champion
Of  assurance and affection

My mother
Once was
The guide
Through a foreign land

My mother
Is now
The open window
Of a tamed bird

My mother
Will always be
In my heart
And part of me.

Submitted: Friday, August 10, 2012


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  • Kelvin Owusu (8/10/2012 2:54:00 AM)

    great read, love the phrases, keep it up

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  • Harriet James (8/10/2012 1:23:00 AM)

    The open window of a tamed bird - wonderfully rich phrase, wow!

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