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An answer to a mother...

Short story By: Spyguy
Romance



This was written by me for & to another wonderfull writer here on Booksie in responce to a writing that she posted after I know she read one of my works...I like to think that maybe, in some small way, I inspired this in her, hense this responce. Dedicated to you...you know who you are.


Submitted:Dec 3, 2012    Reads: 37    Comments: 7    Likes: 3   


Mother...

'Tis the sweetest word, 'tis said, that's e'er been uttered soft & pure, by any human lips.


I know not but what I came to be, because of passion grown;
Invention, myth, mystique, & love... The seeds of future sown.
Opportunities, not passed away, with the wind not blown...
If I can now return for you a voice to ring & echo true...

I may by action, then return, small token back to you...
All my loving, free will be, to touch your life; renew...
Thank you is a simple word, & yet it's seldom used;
From the dew-drops of your mind, the sentiment has oozed.
I'd love to stay around & chat, expound on how I feel;
But duty calls... & I for one am feeling like a heel.

Mother...

I thank you for your time...

You honor me with your caring,

I'm better for the sharing,

I don't care what you're wearing,

E'en if it were a big red herring...





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