Sunday, February 28, 2010

Mother Sister


For my mother, my sister,

my daughter yet to be
born is the life---eternal you are to me
all that was shed, all that was bled
spread out to the baptism of nations and races
queen
u are the song of my soul
the rhythm to which my heart beats
vessel through which I travel
shell of my seed, my nelly indeed
umi
love knocks at your door
won't u come out and play...or perhaps stay
by the window
allow the sun a reason to rise
share with me
a dance before dawn

1 comment:

  1. Beautifully written and spoken. Writing will forever live and sustain its power. Continue to touch others near and afar.
    -From the soon to be mother...Mrs. P.Fuller

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