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Mary Wilson Poem
A dark rainbow rules my life.
When will it ever be sunny and bright?
There is no cool breeze on this hot day.
The dark rainbow comes out to play.
Where is the ruler of peace and love?
Who is hiding the colorful rainbow of above?
The ruler of the dark rainbow is myself, you see.
The only one to take that away, is me.
Copyright © Mary Wilson | Year Posted 2021
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Mary Wilson Poem
I am still your mother, though I've never seen your face
I was never able to hear your heartbeat, or feel your sweet embrace.
I am still your mother, though I can't assume your gender, or the color of your hair; nor the color of your eyes, but you were still there.
I am still your mother, no matter how big or small you were.
I'll never get to tickle your little feet, or see a smile I could adore.
I still your mother, even though God had taken you too soon.
He needed another angel, and a safer place for you; I love you to the moon.
Copyright © Mary Wilson | Year Posted 2021
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