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A Spirit Visitation

Updated on September 20, 2010

Mom

 

I am sitting, quiet

Quiet that can be felt

A mild breeze from a slightly opened window

It touches my arm

Does anyone know how calm I am

Can anyone hear how calm I am

I am listening and waiting

A feeling of wanting is what I am

I’ve said ‘Mom’ and I am quiet

I am quiet and I am calm and waiting

The breeze is stronger and I am calm

My memory allows me to smell her

She had her life, and I had my life

But I miss her in my life

Oh I remember, I closed that window an hour ago

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