Cynosure

Could you have ever thought that one day You would come and stay with me without dad? Not once did you let such a thought trespass your lifelong service. Overwhelmed and blessed am I that you are with me, Mother! Sad that our slotted time is coming close to an end. Your words like a conjurer's trick Ushered into every drop of my heart. Mom, I'll always treasure and Remember these days when you felt it was like a return to your parental home. It is Eternal bliss that you wish your last breath to be in my arms! I want nothing more! June 30, 2016 For Nayda Ivette Negron Cynosure ( a person or thing that is the centre of attention or admiration )