|General Poetry posted April 29, 2019|
The love of my soul I see every day.
Mother's Day Poetry Contest contest entry
It's a sad story. I tried to make it nice and flowery, but the words would not come. I saw my mother looking at me with her Mona Lisa smile and I knew what she wanted. She desired to be seen, for life is not perfect. Her smile grew with my tears. The night was foggy when she fell she worked the grave-shift.Pays one point and 2 member cents.
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