Wednesday, April 6, 2011

April 6: My mother

In a perfect moment of nostalgia
And yearning
For my mother
I inhale smells
Like the sweet scanted
Only known
To her

Her laughter
Dances around
My ears
Reminding me
Of her beautiful
Melodies voice

Her words 
Take the form 
Of a hug
And embrace me
While filling
My heart 
Like an empty

And in a perfect moment of realization
I am reminded
No distance is ever 
Great to deprive me of my 
Mother's love.

Halima Ahmed
Copyright © 2011

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