1/7/09

mother

a journey alone we take.
and at times, it is u that i want
to help make
it all right.
but it is in the strength of me
that i see
the girth of a redwood tree.
i see too that i've known u, well, and i am not here alone.
it is your slender sway, the color of sunshine & bone w/ rippled polka dots
& tea-green leaves, that tickles my belly.
a journey alone, a soothing home.

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