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Sonnet for Mother

Written by: John Matthew | Biography
 Decked in blooms,
Swaddled in gold filigreed shrouds, 
Smeared with perfumes,
She traveled into the clouds.
A life of love lived, A life of more giving than taking, Living a life of tears shed, Turnings, and missed crossings.
She lies still beside father, In an earthen grave dug for her, On ere visits she knew this sepulcher, And, with her man, she would rest there.
There is a time when we all connect And then we all must self-destruct.



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