We each have our own Mother's Space, though it may not be clear,
How energy in Mother's Space, stays active through your years.
From conception to demise, Mother fills this little space,
With thoughts of love and learning, safely storing each in place.
She keeps them in a little spot, I call the Mother's Space,
Mother's wisdom fills this sphere, it cannot be replaced.
It will never leave you, nor do you want it to,
A child without a Mother's Space, is lost without her views.
Be kind and share in early years, reach for the stars my love.
You can be anything you want, Mom's undeniable love,
You are the best, I'm proud of you, are just to name a few,
Of the gifts she stored in Mother's Space, to become a part of you.
No matter where life takes you, or how much you may have aged,
Mother's space is with you, throughout lifes' every stage.
Though Mother may have passed away, her space is still alive,
Her voice still clear, her love still near, until the day you die.
The energy of Mother's Space releases when in need,
Of confidence or nurturing, her gentle voice to heed.
We know it's true each time we read, "no one can take her place",
That poet wrote about the love, I call the "Mother's Space".
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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I sure miss her.
Thank you Bonnie.
John
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William