Threshing Floor
Friday, July 4, 2014
Mothers
Mothers
Why we cry is simple.
We have seen it all, perfect
And pulled into a moment held close and breathless.
Pain fades to grey,
Colored by a path well worn,
To memories and blessings brimming over.
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