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A MOTHERS’ DAY

Softer
did Dawn come
Caressing me
more quietly
than most mornings
Typically
Enthusiastic
Bouncing buoyant

(Life and days
come to me
Historically
a lot less timidly)

I thought nothing of it
Until suddenly
Like a child feigning brave
it burst out
and rained upon me
Embarrassed and afraid

Intimate
with Fragility
I stayed
and watched
the Sad
as quickly
ease

These days will come
I’ve no doubt
with increasing
Frequency

The more I love
As a mother
who’s child
is missing
yet still seeks
Sweet
Agonizingly

c2014 GC Cameron
With Trust & Love to My Daughters

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