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After

It was a love story of the future
With one little boy and his mother.

The race of humans has passed

And now there are extraordinary 

Beings from another planet on Earth.

 

Have you ever heard of a boy

Whose mother was the love of his life?

This boy was such a boy

And his mother loved him back just as much.

One day the mother lay down on her bed

 

And was never to wake again 

So the boy lay down to go to sleep also.

There they would lie for eternity.

There the story ends, so too

The last of the humans.

 

But the beings from another planet remembered

The boy and his mother 

And because they didn't have the concept 

Of love reinvented love from their blueprint 

And a new race was born.

 

Now love is everlasting on Earth 

For all time until the end of time

All because of a boy and his mother.

You see, love's littlest seed is all that's needed 

To save the Earth and restore love.

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Shirley Harrison

Dearest Rory, I'm a woman,  I had an incredible amount of love for my Mother, even when she was alive. I used to imagine life without her, and in 2012 my curiosity was answered, i cried for 3 years straight. Kudos on this free verse it's truly fascinating. 

You see, love's littlest seed is all that's needed 
To save the Earth and restore love

I don't think anyone could put it better than that dear friend. 🌹 

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Marion

This is lovely. I'm particularly drawn to the boy and his mother bit for my own reasons. Personally I don't think we are the first race of humans, I believe mankind has lived to extinction many times and that we were probably seeded by 'aliens' in the first place. ... does it though? The seed survive?
When you really look at the world....
Hugs x

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