The Last Dance of a Mother

September 18, 2012
By CMLJohnson SILVER, Morristown, Tennessee
CMLJohnson SILVER, Morristown, Tennessee
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Favorite Quote:
Run away with life and never look back. ~Me

A mother dances with her son every night,
from birth until the last night.
As they sway left to right,
his body remains uptight.
She relaxes his strain,
as he over works his brain.
She breathes in to his face,
to help his pace.
His heart races,
as the tears roll off their faces.
She lets out a large yelp,

as her sons eyes close as a well .

The author's comments:
This poem was written for a friend who's child was severely sick and was on the verge of death. When she danced with her son at the hospital he closed his eyes and died in her arms.

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