Where She Will Be

My eyes open blinking 
They inspect the world
My duvet lets me know
I am not alone but surrounded
By a blanket of familiarity
Mum is close
Her smell like a cover of safety
I will recall 
The World breathes and is hasty
Like a hungry being
Wishing me to do things 
To explore
To feel
To do
I am frightened
But intrigued by its face at my window
So i grasp its nettle
Before it comes through
I am spun and turned 
Flying, falling, feeling free
Ripped apart and broken
But when i land
I know that's where she will be
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July 1, 2022 at 5:10 PM
Jo your mom was a very special woman from reading your Poetry. She will always be there for you, and always to comfort you when this world creates challenges in your life... Really enjoyed reading.
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