#9 Motherless

April 23, 2014 at 9:43 pm Leave a comment


Mum’s birthday today,
A void where something good was.
The first without her.

I dreamt last night
Of hard arms, and her warm scent,
The hug I’d wanted.

Not a void really –
A wealth of good memories.
But I still miss her.


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