Mom's Homegoing

Send the winds.
Send Your strong gale
To ruffle my unkempt hair
Causing strong force to press
Against my withered cheeks
Cheeks once kissed and blessed
And caressed by the one who lies
Silent now, though singing and praising
You, as she passed from here to be
Met and held and blessed by the
Only One who knows how and
Bet to cause fierce winds
To bend tough trees.
Yet gently caress
The distressed.

by Esther Stenstrom

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