looking glass troiku

I lost my way
until I found her again,
when mother died

I lost my way
searching all the wrong places
dazed and confused

until I found her again
travelling in another time
echoes of her laugh

when mother died
gazing in the looking glass
her smile appeared

(c) Tournesol '19/05/14

2 thoughts on “looking glass troiku

    • Thanks so much, Celestine, I feel blessed when you visit! Lately even when I laugh I sometimes recognize my mother. Whenever I feel a bit low on self-esteem I can snap out of it faster now since I feel my mother’s spirit with me all the time:)


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