A re-post dedicated to my mom
I dreamt she was an angel
An arch angel
Like a warrior princess
Standing guard, doing battle on our behalf
She was wielding her sword like a true warrior
As she was in life
There she stood, tall, fierce
But oh so beautiful
Her face so angelic, so young
Her wings so large, it seemed too big
For her small frame
And yet it was such a part of her
It made her look intimidating
But I was not afraid
And she talked to me
In a language I didn’t know
But I understood
She told me what to look out for
She swept away all that stood in my way
With her mighty sword
She stood in front of me
Wielding through the quagmire
She looked at me and smile
Reassuringly
And I knew that everything was going to be alright
Because she was there
Always watching
Even when I thought that she had forgotten
her promise
To watch out for us
As we continue in our reality
Overwhelmed by our own
She stands guard as always
Ever protective
She was our mom
She was our mom
Mom…..
I miss you
[dedicated to my mom October 15, 1941 – August 24, 2004]
Re-post done in her favorite color!
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