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Motherhood
Today my mother took me back
to show me something I had missed
at the museum:
A statue,
all white and perfect
of a Mother & Child.
They were posed with their foreheads touching,
sharing a secret moment.
We got to look in on them without startling them.
"Isn't it gorgeous?" my mom said.
"Ooh yes," I said in awe, "Marvelous."
I knew what she knew.
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| At first when I read this it seemed foreign to me, thinking of my own mother who I never knew when I was little. Then I re-read it and thought of being a mother, here is where I can relate. Funny how a different perspective changes the meaning. |
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I too enjoyed the ending. Good work.
C |
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| This may sound a bit poofy, but reading this poem, with dope stimulating the emotion processor, and what comes on - Circle of Life (cheesy I know, but true); I find myself feeling jealous that I will never know what you both know. Weird huh. |
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Comment by: lofty - 2006-08-04 08:42
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| very special lolly..good work. |
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Comment by: Beck Online- 2006-08-02 15:53
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| This is fantastic. It reads like a beautiful extract from a book I wish I could read. |
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