Remembering.....

I wish to visit my mother's grave

today,

to place small succulent plants

there;

they won't need much water to

survive.

Perhaps I could leave artificial

plants

but they would probably be stolen,

immediately.

Sometimes my heart still grieves but

everyone

else seems to just get on with

things.

Strange really, it's like she has no more

relevance,

yet I remember her every

day.....






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