Excellent My mother died a few years - I miss her The Love of a Mother by Peter Jarvis Free Form Poetry Contest contest entry

Mother's Heart   In the stillness of night, she watches,   a guardian of dreams,   her whisper a balm for restless souls,   each heartbeat a promise of safety. Mother, a tapestry of patience and grace,   her laughter, a melody that soothes,   in her embrace, the world feels whole,   a love that knows no boundaries, unyielding. I miss you all the time Author Notes I miss my dear mum - she was the only person who knew me well.

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