Sarah Casey Poet Blank verse

Jf, Rip

Solely a soul-mate
that of a mother.
Caressing, cherishing,
every moment-
every couch thrown,
weeping eyes-
a cry out for help-
when you needed her most.
Never a memory-
the presence lives on
through you
and what you do-
what you've been doesn't justify
what you've learned and become now.

Take the flame,
keep it lit,
flickering-
like the light she fixed after your fist punctured it.
After she yelled and warned out of frustration,
but never infront of me.
Graciously giving her love to all who surrounded

Souls don't evaporate-
they merely find a home within their loved ones.
So as you dream of her;
think of her;
and miss her
just remember she's there,
though you can't hear her, 
or see her,
she just wants the best for you.
She always has.

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