By: E.D. Arrington
I looked into your eyes and saw mine;
The countenance on your face sent me traveling back in time;
The love that poured from your heart reminded me of another;
It was the same love I had shared with my mother;
On a hot, muggy, August morn my mother went away;
Story Tags: An Ending of a Similar Kind || contest entry || E.D. Arrington || poem || poetry
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