A Glimpse Of Hope

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A Mother mourns her recently departed daughter, if only she could hear her youngsters calling above the rain. As her journey ends, an image offers eternal hope.

Submitted: June 09, 2008

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Subtle is the falling rain

that taps the tin roof

Within the moist pulse

a whisper yearns to be heard

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She is the ghost

a lost echo

Her quiet words

long to be heard

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Heavy splashes now strike

the wet and weary glass

Dark distant skies

reflect a mothers woe

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With hand brake applied

and loose make up on cheek

Damp eyes refocus

as she finds the mirror

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Behind her

in pretty dress and tight curls

Her daughters smile

confuses her gaze

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She dare not turn

just breathes the scent of relief

Her glee and silence

exchanged and understood


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