My Mother is gone...
The last tide of breath returned.
In this moment I wander looking for this missing part.
Easiest when I put my hands in the soil and re member with tears and smiles.
When Dad died I flew around the World.
Today it feels like the whole World is in my garden.
And You my Friends are a comfort in my grief.
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