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| Trapped | |
| By meadowcroft1964 | ||||||
| 17 August 2008 | ||||||
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As I watched my old mother as she lay I couldn't believe she looked that way Waiting for the eternal light In the twilight of her last night She'd lost her troubled haggard look Something like a miracle had struck Serene Peace shone from her face
Changes had began to take place Her spirit began to rise Floating in time and space
She looked me right in the face
She then again started to move again Hurling furling away the years
Then she seemed to disappear Then her voice perfectly clear Though no sound could I hear She held my hand as she said "dear" Messages the same permeated my brain
"There's no need for tears my dear I'll always reside right here by your side"
Then as she started to stroke my head
You no longer need cry
My freedom is real at long last
Then as I was wiping my eyes dry
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