Adeline Foster

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Maternal Seasons


Maternal seasons come at last -
To each belong a year,
Though time cannot undo the past -
Time-washed by maternal tear.
Acknowledgment for what I owe -
Regret for the unperceived
Unlimitedly now I show -
Belated hope achieved.
The words I’ve thrown out to the wind
That time cannot retrieve,
The heartache borne and kept within
That time cannot undo,
I tread softly now on one so dear -
This time belongs to you.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Edited: Saturday, April 02, 2011

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