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Cognizance

when i close my eyes sometimes i see you standing next to me youthful memories of a mother's love within the folds of eyes closed tight i reach for you your skin grows cold memories lingering i grow old tears fall i curse death

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Winged Warrior

Date: 6/29/2019 8:27:00 AM

Very well crafted Sandra...great read...there's nothing like a mothers love...^WW^

Sandra Adams
Date: 6/29/2019 9:51:00 AM

Thank you WW, playing around with forms to keep my muse awake, she just awoke from a 3 year sleep! hugs

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 6/28/2019 5:37:00 AM

It is so sad how fast things change with a death; it re-routes lives. I hope she did not go when you were too young, but losing a mother must be horrible. I still have mine. Nice one.

Sandra Adams
Date: 6/28/2019 6:23:00 AM

she was 55 when she passed, i was 32, my oldest son remembers her well, my daughter somewhat, my youngest was under 3 so he only has vague memories~ now that i have outlived her i realize how young she really was! You are blessed to still have yours, enjoy and thanks for the read and comment hugs

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/27/2019 12:01:00 AM

Very nice, mu friend. With my dad's funeral tomorrow I am thinking of how fast mortality is. I have great hope in the afterlife. Well my battery is low using cell phone. Hope ur week is going well

Sandra Adams
Date: 6/27/2019 5:02:00 AM

Thank you my friend! Playing with forms to keep my muse going...thinking of you Hugs