Posted in a remembrance

Bereaved Mother’s day…

“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.”

Please don’t be sad for me,
today is bereaved Mother’s day,
and every single day I honor my son Stevie
with my life, for he is always with me….

If I were to tattoo myself
with each loss along the way,
I would be a magnificent
creation of art
and the beauty of souls
who have touched this skin
would be a remembrance
of the incredible depths of love
that penetrate deep into my heart
with gratitude
for lives once lived,
as each and every one
still enlivens my being
with the glory
of what is being revealed to us…



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