God's Thumbnail
My youngest daughter passed in 2003. She left me the memory of the crescent moon, "God’s Thumbnail." She loved “Angels in the Outfield” and always said, “Look Mommy God’s Thumbnail.” Whenever I see this lunar event, I hear my angel.
Strangely the last day
your touches were like velvet
samples of heaven
7/2/2020
A MEMORY Poetry Contest 1st place
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Copyright © Janis Medders Tobechi | Year Posted 2020
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