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    Wednesday
    May052010

    Fairy Dust 

    DateWednesday, May 5, 2010 at 9:19PM

    Silently, I tip-toe to touch

    The soft angel-face I love so much

    Each whispered kiss releases me

    From the present into eternity

    Then I so blessed as my child brings

    His sleepy arms about me linked

    Like softly folded gossamer wings.


    Then lifted up, he enfolds my yearning

    Scattering my illusions of need, burning…

    Into Fairy Dust

    With tight hug and wide-eyed trust

    He offers me his simple truth

    “I love you mom”

    Oh precious gift, my lovely son.

     

    — Helen Lewis 

    AuthorTom Rubenoff, Senior Editor
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    Mother's Day seems more about family and our connections. Our brothers our sisters our Mom. How we are connected. Very touching poem.

    May 6, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterA

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