I have a feeling
That all the way
Up in those white
Fluffy clouds
You are dancing
With joy.
Looking upon
Your four children,
Knowing they all
Found a way
To be in
The same space.
I have a feeling
You are beyond
Happy that she found
Her brothers.
At last they have
Their big sister
To watch out
For them,
And to watch out
For her.
I have a feeling
That you have
Watched her
All these years.
Doted on her
From above.
Watched her children
grow up.
I have a feeling
That you couldn’t
Stop grinning
Ear to ear
When she fits
In perfectly.
You could see
The siblings bonding
In a way that you
Wish you could
Be part of.
I have a feeling
That you are
Up in heaven
Looking down on
Your daughter.
A smile relaxes
On your face.
Finally, she made
It home.
A poem I wrote for my mom in May 2017.
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