Look up at the lightning in the sky.
Left there, no one seems to wonder why. Those scars run deep, now I sink. Bottle in my hand I see you weep. Now it’s all over, I just can’t get sober. Behind these bars faced with darkness. She watches on as tears stain her face. That beauty that once held so much joy, is a toy broken now but not destroyed.
I travel, not alone.
Not alone, she travelled.
A great woman.
Worked with my mom
Monday to friday
She was there
At the clinic
Her bright face and voice
Always present
She used to make my projects
And she never dissapoints!
Always a surprise here and there in her works
But then
The bump was discovered
And everything kinda stopped for her
Now she’s at home
Being fed soft food
And some pills
She looked
Lost
The last time I saw her
I told her I was in love
She smiled and told me she was proud
It took a lot of strength to stop myself from shedding a tear
Wooden and round
Shined with work
Polished with love
A small satellite
Four chairs
Individual moons
All revolving
Around one
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The elephant matriarch spirit
must look out for the good
of the entire herd
She will cast an even handed
kindly rulership
over all of the herd
with no favourites
the mother’s ruling is
The final word
However elephant children
take presedence
their well being
happiness
the essence of their
tenderness
. noble inflexible
. gentle terrible
. elephant spirit
the matriarch
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