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maternal footprints

the day my mother died
 
“They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it.
Death cannot kill what never dies.”  William Penn
 
one hundred seven years
five months
one week
one day;
God knows how many hours
and minutes
and seconds
before her life-clock stopped.
now shed i longing tears
whose fonts
i seek
that they
may nourish timeless show'rs,
off limits.
life beckons
yet nought would i have swopped.
 
© Copyright 2021 December 29
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
Written by cabcool
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