Embrace
Oh to have my mother in my arms again,
her perfume so familiar and she so sweet.
I am older now yet miss her heartbeat
as when I listened while in her womb.
I miss her so much I cry not knowing why,
only that the cord is broken.
While she lies below ground
I am adrift, with her I was found.
My DNA strands flail loose and lost,
looking to connect, where's my boss?
Always at my back, strong and tall,
giving me the strength to carry on.
Oh to have my mother in my arms again
and have her loving peace on me descend.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2016
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