Zena

Zena

Thursday, February 10, 2011

For Alice
It doesn't matter how old you are
It's always hard to lose your mother.
That umbilical cord bond
Across the years.
Life's blood flowing through all you do.
You'll catch a glimpse in the mirror
And wonder when you became your mother.
A gesture
A saying
An opinion
A tradition
Your mother is always with you
In your heart and in your head.

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