Painting by Modigliani
Her voice was this of
A bird singing at dawn. It
Softly lulled me.
Since forty years I missed
Her, she rests in my heart.
My mother
09 Saturday May 2015
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Hortus Closus
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beautiful – powerful Art…
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I can relate. I miss mine for 22 years now.
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Mothers patiently
Prepare us for a good life,
Like their mothers did.
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this ribbon of love that’s joining the two hearts can nobody and nothing take away ❤
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
NOW HER DAUGHTER SINGS AS SHE SPEAKS, LULLING US ALL WITH HER POETRY…! BUT A DAY WITHOUT ESTHER IS A DAY WITHOUT MUSIC. HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY—TOMORROW—OUR SONGBIRD (WHO ACTS LIKE A TIGER WHEN NEEDED!).
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So beautiful Esther. I miss my mother every day.
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So precious!!
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So beautiful. May you always be blessed with good memories of her.
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Awesome.
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So sad but what a wonderful tribute. xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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This is a sweet and beautiful tribute to a special woman, your mother. Happy Mother’s Day and hope you have great memories, only good ones.
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Emotional!
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