
I had a dream
Mom on the stairs
Her knowing smile
Beaming at me.
A gentle touch of
Her hand into mine
Beckons me
Leading me to the surface
Ascending
Beyond darkness.
Continue reading at Willow Poetry

I had a dream
Mom on the stairs
Her knowing smile
Beaming at me.
A gentle touch of
Her hand into mine
Beckons me
Leading me to the surface
Ascending
Beyond darkness.
Continue reading at Willow Poetry
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