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The River

I've made to many wishes I've screamed curses and prayers out into the wind Nothing left but whispers in the palms of my hands now Fuzzy remnants of memories fall apart and come together in my mind A mosaic of life your life Moments we were together A day with you at the river That hag stone you found stays with me till this day.. I clasp my fingers around it tightly As if it could take me back to you I smell the water I hear your laughter Marshmallows and sand little hands shaking with frustration as you attempt to skip stones across the waters surface The slight stutter that happened only when you said my name Mom, mom mom mom Look , the birds you say as you tug on the hem of my shirt You ran as if to meet them chasing the horizon I always knew you would fly Never imagining that one day you'd give up your wings I search for you at the rivers edge And listen for your name in the current The river speaks your fluvial soul, little ripples running towards the shore I sit so we can be together once more For My Son Salim Xander ALTamimi 10/02/01- 07/19/23

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