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The EdgeI sit at the edge of infinity.I dip my finger in the pool of eternity.I look around at the darkness.Dark forever.But the pool beneath my fingerLights with the incandescent glow of ages.I pull back,But my eyes stay on the pool.I see the beginning of time.The creation of the world.I see babies in their mother's arms.I see the sun.I see the dragons roar,Their open jaws filled with the fireOnly accessible by those who knowWhat the world truly is.I see the building of the modern age,The towers outstretching their iron armsTo reach the sky.I see the end.How did it come to this,Me alone at the end of the world?Everyone gone.I would give wisdomAnd knowledge endlessJust to once more feel another human touch.
EmptyRain falls heavy.Puddles are filled.Gutters overflow.My hair hangs limp and wet.I continue walking,Even as I hear the distant thunderOver the ebbing of the tide.My shoes sink into the clumped sand,Stepping on sand castles from long ago.The air whispers of despair.But still I walk.The pounding rain soaks to the bone.It's cold.So cold,Like an empty kind of loneliness.But still,I walk on.
StillCondensation pools and collects,Dripping down my windowpane.It leaves light streaks,Forming dry riverbeds of glass.I watch a slow drop run its courseFrom gutter to windowsill.All is still.
A MotherWhat is a Mother but a caregiver?A mother isBoth friend and foeBoth mystery and unhiddenBoth free and forbiddenMaking endless sacrifices.A mother is all these things.But a mom is more.A mom isA gift, a treasure to be heldIn the highest place of heartTo be cherished and rememberedEven at the end of daysShe is worth the effortAnd worth the troubleAnd worth every heartacheThat comes from being her child.You are more than a mother.You are my mom.