Poem by Darlene Biglin Tashea
Like the breath of an angel, that slight gentle breeze,
Sharing the feeling, a kiss on my cheek.
Do they know that I feel you? Oh how could I not,
A mother’s love never stops.
I hear your guitar playing , I see a rustling through the leaves
As the wind starts blowing, I know you are here with me…
Smiling…strumming…wind singing through the trees
Dancing…knowing…Stepping outside my dreams
I Believe…Love signs….

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