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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I feel her closeness, her heart beat, it is the breeze that calmly wisps across a field, kissing the tree tops. I know she is around, her energy brings me happiness as she relaxes next to me in my thoughts uniting with her, heart, soul, mind we merge, we combine our freshness, together and roll around heaven in delight. She is my mother, my universe, my realm of reality. She knows the freshness that keeps me free, wilderness that roams wild in my veins surrounds me with contentment, leaving her mark upon my heart, to continue wanting her to remain close to me in spirit, bringing me understanding that nature is God breathing freshness, within and out of our souls, trying to make us realize we can shine our own light toward all mankind. I feel her with me always, hear her songs when the sun shines through my window, I know when she wants me to walk upon the cool soft grass when her breeze blows through the tree by my front door, softly saying! ”Come out and play with me”. In joy I dance upon her grass soft and moist I walk hand and hand with her, while she whispers in my ear saying sweet nothings of how she wished all man kind, would understand and love her as I do. I shall always feel her heartbeat, her soft breeze of love whispering nothings in my ear, and will never stop understanding why God sent her here for all of us to love. (Mother is my love, heartbeat, my freedom) ©DerenaBree (All rights reserved)
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