Mother with Mother Earth

20180618_094750In a sunny place, next to the young hawthorn tree, I dug a hole in the ground

I poured the ashes of one I love in the crevice of earth without a sound.

She comes to me in dreams and sends me messages through airwaves of sleep

Like a mother to me, I loved her so much but I no longer weep

For it is very fluid out there and she comes and she goes

With love she guides her dear family through their great joys and woes

In the bookcase she no longer wanted to be

At night in my dreams that became quite clear to me

Hawthorn has been used since the beginning of time

to heal the heartbroken and peace of mind to find.

Kat always loved my farm and my gardens so

Now she will work her magic to help them grow.

 

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