For My Mother

written before she passed..

We share the same eyes, 

you and I, 

stormy blue windows 

to our inner selves, 

and each day I feel 

the piece of your heart 

I carry within my own. 

You taught me the value 

of my own self-worth 

of the magic that hides inside me. 

Your hands have dried 

countless rainfalls of my tears, 

and held me as loved 

even when it was least deserved. 

I want to protect you, 

and hold your image 

inviolable, eternal, and safe, 

even though I know it's impossible 

and your beautiful wandering 

butterfly soul 

could never be contained 

within my hand.

Reviews

[Wildfleour]

This is so beautiful and now so bittersweet, knowing she's gone.

........sigh........