Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

The Last Gift… #Etheree Poem

 

 

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Don’t

Touch it

Mother said.

It cost too much

So your father said

A cup of blue and gold.

How can I tell her I know?

Down the lane they’re two a penny

His lie has become the Holy Grail

one last gift to keep mother’s spirit bright…

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  1. John W. Howell Avatar
    John W. Howell

    Super poem, Anita.

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    1. jenanita01 Avatar
      jenanita01

      Thank you, John…

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  2. thelonelyauthorblog Avatar
    thelonelyauthorblog

    Love this poem. Beautiful.

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      jenanita01

      Thank you so much…

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  3. Susan Zutautas Avatar
    Susan Zutautas

    I’d never heard of this type of poem before. Looks like fun.
    Love your poem!

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    1. jenanita01 Avatar
      jenanita01

      Thank you, Susan…

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