My Friends are Stowed Away
Someday, we shall meet again.
Well, my dear Mother,
My books you bought me
are still stowed away.
******
Just like your memory
I think about them too
all tucked safely in a box.
******
Cold and sleeping
in a tomb
waiting resurrection.
******
Those you had read
will be the first ones
I will visit.
******
Its the only way
I have you close
again for a short time.
******
I miss them
near me sitting on a shelf
giving me warmth and a smile.
******
The love with in them
the adventures contained there-in
was you gift to me.
*****
Some day, Mom
I will see them again
and will feel you again.
******
I will steep
some tea.
Find you a warm blanket
for us to share.
******
Forever, Always
will I have you
Close in my mind.
*****
With each page
I turn
I will still share
those words with you.
******
Thank you
mom
for making sure I have you.
About the Creator
Sheila L. Chingwa
Welcome to my world.
Welcome to my thoughts.
I am proud to be a Native American Elder born and raised in Northern Michigan. Thanks to my hard work I have a B.A. in Education and a Masters in Administration and Supervision in Education.
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