April Swan

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My Mothers Smile


Looking at her face
To see her smile
The most beautiful thing
To feel my tears fall
On the joy that can be seen
And nothing can replace
Just that smile on her face
Reminding me of her love
The love inside her sanity
To see the picture
Of all I will ever see
For she is gone
But not truly
But psychically

Submitted: Saturday, March 23, 2013

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Talks about a couple pics I set aside for myself out of the box.

I was taken from my mom for the last time, when I was about four. She was not able to care for me. I still remember..

I never stayed in one place my whole life. I was passed down to others a lot. Especially my first five years of my life.

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