Mother Of Pearl

Mother Of Pearl long poem

Mother Of Pearl long poemPhoto by MAURO CATEB

You may not know my name
But we are friends just the same
You have watched over me
While in my sleep
You have watched over me
While in thought so deep
You’ve been with me from
The day I was born
You will be with me ’til
The day I die…
The Ocean sings your song
As the Mountains relive an
Ancient dream in your shadow
Under the night sky
Well you have been a companion
Of mine through many lifetimes
And I feel you like Heaven’s
Grace, in a sweet embrace
Oh kindred spirit now there is
A sense of thine higher self
Past, present and future come
Together God forbid you
Should disappear forever
Well you have been a friend
Of mine ever loving and kind
From the day I was born ’til
The day I die in which every case
I can feel you just like Heaven’s
Grace, you wrap me up in your
Loving arms and I have never felt
So safe but it was my birth’s sake
In the sign of 69, off spring of mother
Pearl and the three star crossroads
She is the essence of thine mind, body and
Soul, all around the world and my little
Corner of the world, MOTHER, MOTHER

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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