Rest In Peace

5/14/95

Lynne Newman


Mother, you were a tortured soul,
And you hurt me
More than words can tell!

My heart grieves that you and I
Never experienced
A loving mother-daughter bond.

I know that deep within your pain
A spirit struggled to live,
And she could see the colors of the world!

For it was also you who took the time
To show me beauty
In the brilliant flowers and the bright blue sky.

I am grateful for that gift, mother,
And my heart fills with joy,
As I glory in the daily miracles I see.

I pray you are in a lovely place,
Free of rage and grief and pain.
Rest in peace, mother. I wish you peace.



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