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Without Mother
I wander in the house. Scared to see if shes not there. I bang on walls. I sob and feel anxious in my heart. I think i can smell her but im not sure. Maybe im worried or just insecure. I check the chair she sits upon. Only to see a cast of her shadow shes not there. Shes gone. To the back door and push not tap. Usually shes there on the phone on the steps talking . But i dont see her so i turn around and my pace begins to slow down. Im I exagerriting of something i have not found. She is my air my peace my whole. She is creation of the clay that she mold. In my hand lay a paper that i need to show her, Where is she im worried and im feeling colder. I hear a sound and a door opens sweety are you here. I ran to the store to get us some drinks. I look and smile she replys with a wink. I look at the paper and place it in her hand. She looks at it and reads aloud a poem i wrote while i was sitting still on a couch writing about a daughter, Whos mother she could never do without.
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