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In Honor of Teeds

Multicolored tears For one gone too soon And one who’s denied her hand to hold Halfway through his journey towards manhood “Life’s not fair.” She told him so Mothers do When teachers play favorites Or party invitations never come Or Christmas budgets aren’t big enough for Wish lists. But this. It’s too big Even for Mother. So we weep And we pray And in our naked helplessness we come Together Giving of ourselves and receiving from others With a rare and sacred gentleness We share And honor the ineffably beautiful spirit Who breathes love and life in us and through us and among us Every day Today that spirit was purring. Kathleen Taylor - b August 27th 1965 - d October 4th 2006

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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