Mamas Colors (By My Daughter Kimmy Holmes)
your love so fragile
made of glass
shatterproff
against my selfish grasp
glass now cut
cut so perfectly
gives me color
with every suns beam
Mama, your edge
is so very sharp
but I reach, protected
by your warrior heart
Love, Kim
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