Let me sit here
5 more minutes, let me sit here and look
I remember the coffin’s weight
I almost dropped it
It contained my mother’s body
I’d never drop it
Let me sit here in the still
My mother loved the winter here,
Quiet
4am… 5, 6
3 more minutes
Maybe 2
Maybe less
I love to watch the flurries flutter
Slowly, softly flutter, fall
White silence; Black morning
My mother’s pain; black as ice
She’s gone and all is now so quiet…
As silent as discs of snow falling upon a crypt
--Kevin J Bates J…
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Posted on June 19, 2009 at 2:00pm —
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