A Wrap of Slumber

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Within my wraps of slumber as the northern cold robs warmth from the air,
I almost remember my mother, as if she lay next to me there,
I want to reach out to her but with limbs just like lead,
she turns away from me slowly, just a tiny reach from there.
I want to be again as that child from the past,
even though hunger was what I knew,
without a future so vast as those around me,
It is the love, I need to view
Clasp your children tightly,
as if you might lose them tonight,
For they will remember, it is just a tiny reach from there.

Published by ramblingsfromanunpavedmind

I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce speaking of their past. Sometimes, their voices end in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional. My passions include my family, music, working in electronics, mechanics, stone, and concrete. Better to know a little bit about everything than everything about one thing. Quote from Pascal.

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