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My Mother Is a Milky Way

My Mother is a Milky Way. A galaxy with a billion luminous stars swirling brilliantly around her heart. My father's rocket has explored only one one-hundredth of her world. And like a rose her petals are deep and generous. She is magnificently fragrant and more profound than love. A flock of little birds rejoice whenever she enters a room. Cherubs play their harps as she prepares our food. I especially enjoy her mousse. I don't know what it is about her that makes my mind explode. Yet, the fact is she is an eternal spring of compassion a tabernacle in pearls. Dean Walker

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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