This isn't about her,
She's not alive no more, so what's the point?
She is not of this world.
Though she's in my thoughts in ev'ry moment,
Isn't everyone?
We're all a product of interaction,
Informed by observing our reactions.
Like mom would say, you must follow your heart.
Well, there I go again!
Placing her words as the measure of all,
Like they were true wisdom.
I think they were,
Honesty person'fied,
Oh please may I face life with the same grace,
As mom did right up to the day she died.
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