My grandmother/mamma, who worked hard her whole life making life easier for us, but didn't seem to ever have the life she deserved for having done all of it.
This was written by a luminous son that owns the heart of a true warrior, Perhaps its because the same blood that ran through her veins runs through yours, but one thing I know, I rarely read about such devotion. No greater love then a mother's love, beyond the grave they still hover over us with their massive wings of protection. Have a wonderful day dear poet. Thank you for sharing. I have enjoyed your tender poem today with great interest.
WHISPERS OF THE HEART is artist and author J. Allen Wilson's second book of poetry.It can be autographed and shipped within 48 hours of order. NO LONGER AVAILABLE.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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I can see her smiling today!
Blessings,
John Michael