Mother Rose

I kissed your nose to give my breath.
Held your hand when you slept in death.
You were my muse.
You were my lyric.
We were inseparable you and I.
And when you transitioned to heaven.
I indeed did cry.
You were my best friend.
Never left my side.
Would call me.
Come by to visit me.
Every day or night.
These are the conditions.
Of motherhood you would say.
I wished on a falling star.
God would have let you stayed.
But he chose you.
To become his angel.
To guard and to guide.
Until we meet again.
On the other side.

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