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Let Angel’s Wings Be Still

19 Jul

As she approaches those gates.
An elderly woman –
With a beatific smile,
Butterflies on her shoulders,
Rainbows in her hair,
Flowers blooming in her wake –
And dragons at her back.

Fare thee well, mother.
May your God be as worthy
As you always believed.

Turn away, my brothers –
Your vigil is done.

Mum.
At peace, at last.
11/07/17

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Posted by on July 19, 2017 in Daybook

 

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