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Jude kyrie Aug 2015
Sometimes even
in the quietest moments.
I can hear your voice
comforting kind and gentle.

It stirs up memories
of your unconditional love.
Then goes even deeper
to a need that lives in me.

A need to see you again,
even after all
these passing years.
I know every inflection and
nuance of your sweet voice.

Angels bring me her message.
Angels bring me her love.

For now I understand
there is no silence, no ending.
Only a continuum
of what was once us.

I close my eyes
And I can see you again.
through the mist
of two worlds apart.

Your face so
beautiful to me.
Your kiss
so comforting.

In silent voices
from the quiet
place in my hearr.
that nobody
but you can fill.
I whisper
I love you Mom.

— The End —