I wonder what you think of when your mind disappears and where you wander off to? If I could sum up your life into one word it would be inspirational. You woman are truly inspiring. And you were once a gladiator for young women just like me and a goddess to men, and it's not that you are no longer ethereal when you walk into a room, it's just that your wings have been broken a little, clipped just slightly enough for your memories to fade into broken glass and you can no longer remember your son's first name. And I have always admired you, I have always wanted to be strong just like you. I cannot say that about any women that I know and I have never wanted to be anyone but me until I looked at you. The definition of a woman is described as being a wife or girlfriend, a lady, a girl or a female. But you were so much more than a definition you were a powerhouse in green scrubs, a protector, a provider, a mother to all who came to you. You taught me discipline, and how to be a woman when I had no guidance from anywhere else. I was not born of your womb, but you were my mother. And you claimed me as your child, which to me is an honor above all because I had never experienced a mother until you. And I have never known the true definition of a woman until you. And at nights end when your mind fades I'll be here praying that you will never forget me, because i will always remember you.
Tali
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mrmelody7 says: Very elegant Mz Tali going through the same thing with the mom mind not completely bad but you know what its like |
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2b2b2 says: Beautiful Capture....prayers of comfort for you and your momz always....you do honor her....RESPECT....ONE |
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Tali says: Thank you so much, I wrote this for one of my best friends. |
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amin901 says: Nice work sweetheart and you are a very lovely lady...My eyes will be on your work...Keep inspiring |
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Tali says: Thanks a lot I enjoy you're work as well , I appreciate the feedback. |
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