By J Ann Crowder

My children’s laughter rushes inside my heart like sun’s glory splashes on fields of clover
 
Thus leaving each corner of my soul filled with bright and verdant, green valleys
 
When their laughter sings to my ears I am not merely body existing, I am beautiful, eternal PURPOSE
 
I bloom, stretching wide my palms like roses igniting beneath day light’s magic kiss, painting earth

Thinking of mothers as we approach Mother's Day. Written April 29th, 2017.

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Nelson D Reyes
over 2 years

Wow! Splendid! Beauty in brevity! Truly one for posterity.
Love and fave! Thank you Jennifer.

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 2 years

Thank you for both loving and faving. I have been busy starting a new project but miss writing. We poets are always drawn back. I will try to read more of yours too.

Robert L. Martin
over 2 years

Nice

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