that we never spoke,
but the allusions therein
of my mother were never silent!
Vibrant rather!
Her cool demeanor and keen interest
kept us alive,
kept us living.
Even though I'll wear shorts
when it's less than 60 degrees,
that is still the benchmark
of what makes a nice day.
She was always calm
and always soothing
and she can listen- even
when it hurts us both
But she knew she had too.
I could thank her forever
for ever she will converse with me,
but for ever for her love, I need not thanks!
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