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She

She was 
delight,
took just her smile 
to melt the cold
from their lost dreams,
in her palms she held,
everything, so it would seem.

She delivered on the
dark and dusted door
thier needs,
well in the corner of her world
she SCREAMED!!!!  
she SCREAMED!!!!

Clasped hands
around a pitied soul,
as she lays the body
bruised and soiled
but a hearty meal,
from a mothers toil.










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  1. Date: 3/27/2009 3:09:00 AM

    Smile~Hello Precious and Gifted Ann Anderson!:) This is a very intriguing write dear lady; openen to ones own interpretation, as to whom the subject as the write is truly about? For it could be your lovely self? Or, it could be many of whom you may admire? Either way; she seems like a very loving and caring lady! Perhaps a little over-drawn by the over burdenings of it all sometimes? Excellent depthful expression here dear Ann! Love your passion! Love always to You and yours always, John!:)

  1. Date: 3/26/2009 12:56:00 AM

    A masterpiece! Truly great, words are less to express.... -Amaan

  1. Date: 3/15/2009 4:46:00 AM

    this poem makes me miss my mother but also appreciate her years of sacrifice. thank you

  1. Date: 3/14/2009 11:55:00 AM

    Very beautiful piece my friend..I love this from the opening stanza to the end...the ending is very strong...she should be respected and loved...well done.

  1. Date: 3/14/2009 10:33:00 AM

    The images of your daughter are beautifully expressed, Ann. Nice work! Love, Carolyn