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Oct 2010
We stretched out on open ground
To soak the sun from the air around us
I your child and you my gateway to the world
And we watched as butterflies kissed
Flew away
And kissed again
The flowers planted in fairy circles
Too-long years and years ago
And I cried to see you laughing again
How long has it been
Since we painted each other's lives
My finger-paint scrawling, full of innocence
Your masterpieces of mother's love
How long? too long
I cannot know how the years weighed heavy on you
While I flitted around as free as a bird
Or as sweet as the nectar
In Persephone's veins
Oh my mother, oh my sister, oh my dearest friend for life
How much can I show you
Of my soul
When all that I know is poured out from you
You know it all
You've seen it all and yet treasure my meager offerings
I do not have a grasp
On how you work your magic on this gold-dust filled evening
I cannot see how to give back
I do not know, I do not know
You are a Goddess to me
Antoinette Christensen
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