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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required she had no reaction as I entered the room my mother had no clue I just ran up two flights of stairs though she did gaze at me as if to say what’s your point her words making a feeble attempt to pass through lips that drooped and appeared quite numb her wanting stare the polaroid of a child gone now are the days when I would come as child to her for guidance to my nurturing mother I being naïve to the stepping stones before me and numb to the task of climbing the steep stairs of love and life while hiding behind pouted lips that came from having no vision of a starting point if I might add to this ample point how life can include the transition from parent to child child to parent a passing confirmed by the placing of lips against the brow for her to understand my beloved mother these final steps of ascension upon heavenly stairs will not be wrought with the painful and numb the challenge I now face cannot leave me numb and never will it take me to a breaking point though I may weep as I ascend these stairs still the role I must play shall make me more than child but never a figure as broad as her my dear mother for to serve and defend her these would not be passive lips my mind became dry and parched like the lips of a thirsty minion as my heart examined the numb cold sense that I might lose her my precious mother for this crossroad of life has brought me to that point of revelation where true love demands that I the child find the strength to carry us both up these final flights of stairs the strain of her final ascent upon these stairs shall not bring a shred of doubt from my lips I will draw my strength from being that loving child whom she bestowed the gift of life but kept numb the thought that I might have been a burden that blocked her point of direction or dreams my beloved mother and now my mother my friend a last kiss from tearful lips for we’ve reached the top of the stairs and my heart though numb knows full well from this point on the true love between parent and child
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