Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Airborn and flying Falling and rising Sky high Water below Tears falling Sobs growing Heart aching Stomach churning Silence in the wind Catching those tears Soft touch Warm feeling Your here At peace ………..
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
WROTE THIS AT THE LOSS OF MY MAM...BEST FRIEND WHO MADE ME WHO I AM... SHE WAS AND IS A GUIDING LIGHT IN MY LIFE
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