The Sky Blue Robe
She stood in the doorway
Papa just behind her
A cool, bright morning
I am sad, she is so ill
In the taxi, I look out the window
What a beautiful smile
And she is blowing me kisses
Through my tears I smile and wave
She keeps waving and this
Is my last time to see her standing
A sky blue robe, her face aglow
Blowing warm kisses to me through the airwaves
The blue robe now warms me
At night I take it off as I go to bed
I see her in my dreams, in the sky blue robe
blowing me kisses from heaven’s gate
I sit here in the early morning
In the sky blue robe
Reflecting on her warm love
Copyright AM Levy
2 comments:
Beautiful words Alina. Its a good day today to remember all those fleeting moments with Mum that remain so vivid still today. A surprise visit to Tudor Crest and seeing mum's face when she opened the door to me. The most giving person I have known. I hope I gave her something back too.
love is a two way thing.
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