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I am a mother without arms
to hold you
when you cry out my
name
& I'm a million miles
away.
I want to reach for
your hand
so you can
understand
why it's "important enough"
to leave you
to make your own
decisions.
My touch is
ineffective
due to my
absence
of words that
have
fallen off
fingers
& onto the blank
page.
I am a mother without arms
who loves you
who is a million miles
away
& I'm here to hold you
with my words.
copyright 2003
Aaron
Keller |
