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Aug 2018
J35
O, Orca
Tahlequah —

so much more
than just J35 —

for 17 days
more than
1,000 miles
of heartache
you gave us —

waiting, watching
as you grieved —

carrying the weight
of the world’s eyes —

teaching each
and everyone —

grieving mothers
have their own —

ways and time
to say
goodbye.
To grieving mothers of all the gods’ creatures.  Birds of a feather. If I could walk on water to lift your spirits, you know I would. A special thought to TM, here: Tahlequah brought you to mind, Sister of my same waters.
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