. Poetry from The Great In-Between: A Man called Sunday

Monday, September 12, 2022

A Man called Sunday

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A lone voice whispers



As I look back on the many years of my old life


Thinking of my Mama and you


Before trouble came waving that so sharp knife


I can see how I came to life through a form of Motherly sacrifice and deep Love


But I've died inside so many darn times looking for Real Love


Now I've lost you too


It now just hurts too much


When I feel the soft tender fingers of Love


As she returns to  

Open her Remembrance Book


My heart still clings on to and clutches


A Red Remembrance Book to remind me as I re-learn


She is so beautiful and soul changing


Whenever I think of my beloved mother and you  



No matter how hot her flames sometimes burns



(C)  

Copyright John Duffy


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