Poems

Mother

A poem. 

 

A long path winding

down a twisted bank side

And you taught me to cross it

Without fear and crying.

 

You taught me to leap it

No matter how wide.

 

You taught me to scale it,

First with my eyes

 

Then with my heart.

 

 

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