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It has taken a long time for me to face the reality of my mother's passing. She left in March 2020. It's only now that I've begun to process it all. My doodles opened the door for the words to creep back in. Let's see what happens next...
I've been wondering
How you left
Were you entangled
In those sheets you shared
For more than half a lifetime
Jingling and jangling
With all that jewelry
He looped and chained
On you
Were you led away floating
Held by the ecstasy
Of a greater LOVE
Like Solomon's bride
Or did you break free
Like a flame
Rising
I want to think You chose the fire But I'll never know Will I?
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