A time to bloom

A time to bloom
I entered a domain where
Motherless daughters exist.
A place where her echoes lie.
The greyness of rain soaked
clouds fill the lungs with tears.
I try to weep to release the loss.
But she stops me with her strength.
The power she ingrained
into her daughter.
I feel her entering me.
My back stiffens and cheeks hollow.
She speaks though my tongue.
I am her and she is me.
I hear her mantra from the sickness.
When a mother is planted
So a daughter will bloom

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Comments
Hi Jude ...This is beautiful it made me cry so heartfelt for me
Thank you for sharing pinned to read and re read
Best Wishes Debs
Thank you for your kind comments
And encouragement
Much appreciated
Jude