"My Daughter, Alexia is my joy and inspiration, which keeps me moving forward. The fallowing poem is about her." ~Pam Green
Was it really what I heard?
A note to a word, lays suspended in my ear, which kindles the love running through my heart.
The changes that came from a gathering of words, binds me inside though I do not know why,
Was it really what I heard?
A stroll by the shore shall resolve this great bind, as I remember the note that changed to a word,
For the suspending sound still runs through my head as clear as the moment that is was said.
Was it really what I heard?
Having gathered my thoughts, I resolved to the love and let go of the bind that held me inside.
For the kindles of love grew stronger within for this word was repeated followed by a grin.
This was the day I heard her say “MAMA”!
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