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My mother use to say….


My mother use to say 
whenever I gave I her one
of my poems to critique-

my mother whose grace
and beauty lingers like the
reflection of sun on water-

that my words remind her
of the time in her youth
when her life was honey.

But I am not a bee and she was
never a queen— all my words,
just her sweet reflections.


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6 responses to “My mother use to say….”

  1. Jane Pryce Avatar
    Jane Pryce

    sweet!

  2. JONATHAN MOYA Avatar

    Thanks. I’m glad you enjoyed it.

  3. cadeegirl Avatar

    I like this!

  4. JONATHAN MOYA Avatar

    I’m glad. Thanks.

  5. Betty Avatar
    Betty

    I love “her beauty lingers like the reflection of sun on water.” Beautiful image.

  6. JONATHAN MOYA Avatar

    Thanks. Appreciate the read and comment.

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