The questions left unasked and answers that will never
be revealed.
The precious interior that was never touched, because the outer-layer was never pealed.
Have you ever wondered how life might be if things were
different than it really was.
The songs unheard, visions that were unseen, or to never
experience your mother's love.
Why does it seem when my mother left these feelings were left untouched.
Like the covering up of a mural on a wall with off-white point and a single rolling brush.
HUSH!!!
The sound of silence, is to reflect on the times gone by and
sweet memories past.
Now is my time to let go and say good-bye.
I have to say it now, because this will be my last.
GOOD-BYE
Reason for writing:
My mother
Birth sign: Aquarius
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