Cj Krieger Poet Prose Poetry

A Mother's Love

She had left him
 So very long ago
 Still, she haunted him
 His mind was a montage
 Not of triumphs
 Or of childhood
 But mostly of her
 He remembered everything
 How she walked and spoke
 The laughter of her voice
 And the way
 She held his hand
 As they walked
 Down the street
 Though the past
 Were faded pictures
 She was always
 Crystal clear
 As though he could reach out
 And softly touch
 Her smiling face
 Throughout his life
 His mothers love
 Still haunted him

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