A Mama’s Gift
Your essence lingers
With the feel of your silk robe
As if you were still there
I would play dress up
Like any child
Pretending I had your flair
Wearing your high heels
Make up and jewelry
I became a miniature you
Exulted by your delight
Of my performance
Giving me credit for my debut
Lavender sachets
remind me of you
Placed in the drawers of the chest
Little touches of sweetness
Teaching me to care
These memories are the best
Letting me run free and discover
Or baking cakes with you
Wiping away my tears of chagrin
Always there to comfort
Being a proud Mama on sports day
Watching me give it my all to win
Still to this day
You comfort and soothe me
Memories of your fragrances left
Like beautiful music
My senses are touched
Forgetting I am bereft
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday – “Ma” – as or in another word
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