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May 2019
MOM
I see my mom in clouds
as I walk.
Feel her In the gentle breeze,
and melody of birds.

I hear her in my mind
ushering me along
with guidance
so I be blessed...
And see her in dreams
as she moves
in realms of the after-life,
peaceful.
INSPIRED BY Casey Evangeline Robinson Thanks
I lost my mom a week before Christmas.
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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