Send the winds. <br /> Send Your strong gale <br /> To ruffle my unkempt hair <br /> Causing strong force to press <br /> Against my withered cheeks <br /> Cheeks once kissed and blessed <br /> And caressed by the one who lies <br /> Silent now, though singing and praising <br /> You, as she passed from here to be <br /> Met and held and blessed by the <br /> Only One who knows how and <br /> Bet to cause fierce winds <br /> To bend tough trees. <br /> Yet gently caress <br /> The distressed.<br /><br />Esther Stenstrom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mom-s-homegoing/
