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A Mother At Death

Rating: 5.0
We felt her voice lift joyous from that deathbed.
She wasn't a poet; but was. Her last poem: her final breath.
It left without a word, as if the most peaceful sound ever said.
And we wept.



Published by Anti-Heroin Chic,2019
Saturday, December 7, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: children,mother,motherhood
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COMMENTS
Kingsley Egbukole 07 December 2019
Last moment of a mother poetically narrated....10.
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Joe Bisicchia 07 December 2019
Thank you Kingsley, and all very best to you and yours. J
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