She passed one full moon night... <br />Don't ask me the day...when it was... <br />Long from now... <br />A vague remembrance...of charcoal burning...burning slow anxious pain... <br />It was one full moon night... <br />When I had not slept...it was the first night before which, sleep had taken me in her warm feathers... <br />Where she fled from that night... <br />My eyes o’er the sleepless stars... <br />Sought her return... <br />The night when fear was known to me... <br />The greatest fears of all... <br />Fear of losing... <br />It was one full moon night... <br />Don't ask me the day <br />I had grown in a night... <br />My amuse... <br />She passed and I just looked... <br />And looked <br />Passed to where... <br />Know I not... <br /> Full moon night ‘t was... <br />Like today... <br />Its consistent routines... <br />Slipped she to irregular tracks.. <br /> <br />Past pale radiance <br />Pale radiance to shine o’er faint nostalgia... <br />(Woke from innocent carelessness... <br />To what...I amused... it was uncomfortable...awkward...just too bad to be real.)<br /><br />Lama Abbas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-child-remembers-his-mother-s-death/
