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Mother, I went to the bush to-day to hear you speak in the silence.
At the graveside, you spoke to my heart and said
“Be observant.”
A few feet away from that moment I found some wonderful feathers.
I shared them with the family.
Today, alone in the forest,  with friends waiting while I took our pine cones (from Thanksgiving [...]

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I love the smell of a tomato field.
We picked them for Aunt Annie in the summer in New Brunswick.
I wanted a perfume that smelled like the vines and leaves.
Brandie made turkey bacon and tomato sandwiches for breakfast
When we had gathered together when you went Home.
You  made the best sliced tomato platter when we were growing [...]

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I found a smile on my pillow.
This morning, I found a smile on my pillow.
I was positive I would not smile again.
Then the gratitude of your love nudged me awake.
I began my day with a bountiful heart
Filled with the memories of your loving ways.
All the distance between us was gone.
I embraced your kind Spirit.
I cuddled [...]

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Well, all the snow that could possibly be
Is swirling around in the storm.
Interesting manifestation after the celebration
That the blizzard is not in my mind.
Your passing was the Celebration of Life
You had always planned.
Your beautiful photo hangs on my wall.
I talk to you often.
I hear you Rejoice.
You are home with the Master.
You have found your new Voice.
Your [...]

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The phone call came one week ago.
Mother had gone.
We all would show
her our love
our devotion
our love for each other.
We will miss you, our beloved Mother.
The arrangements were lovely.
Most of the family came.
We were all on our best behaviours
We loved in your name.
Your dearest sister, the last of the clan
Reached out to all of us
As [...]

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But no newspaper headline will say
No copy will read
Of her Life full of Deeds
Of her five children that lived
Of her son that did not
But as she believed
Today she will see that little tot!
Each child that lived reflects a portion of this woman.
Each one knew and remembers
Isolated, private and individual
Snap-shots-in-time.
Some sad—some happy–some divine.
Mine are mine. I [...]

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