Let your tears join the many in the lake.
Let your words fly with the wind,
High up into the hills till they reach the sky.
Now the time has come
For letting go of the person you call mum.
Yet the hope of reuniting is there,
As, one day, this journey we must all must take.
And the ones you love will be there,
Waiting with a heavenly welcome for you.
2023 © Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
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