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A Mother's Hug Goodnight

Frigid calm front
hides in northern winds,
vast sky of my bedroom dims.  
Stream in winter
iced over; mother's embrace  
letting go at bedtime.  
Still rainfall,
sky's dark pillow,
eyelids become anchors; smothering.

The cold front  
blanketing this damp landscape,
peacefully covers the coming storm.
Author's Note
This piece was just used to start up a new writing competition "Mother."
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