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Wiconi Life

I am like my mother in her kindred spirit I know all of my relatives We reside far and near Always hunting, forever gathering I have rivers like her too They flow to and fro like the Waves crash her sea I am kind and loving like my mother I am always providing Creating life, supporting life Alchemy within my womb I am tender like her too Sweet in uncountable ways A replenishing force But I also anger like my mother I can spit out anguish like her volcanos Do rivers of fire I fret when displeased And can raze one with little force Like my mother I am a hurricane too If I am hurt I may send storms And rumble away I am my mother in so many ways My body belongs to my mother My flesh is her skin My hair is her hair And as my mother bore me She will bore me again Like she breathed life into me I will breathed my last breath into her too I will return to my mother And she will return in me too

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Date: 1/19/2018 3:40:00 PM
Miss Izzy: A lovely tribute to your mother. Thank you for sharing it with all of us on the soup. oldbuck
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