Ageless

Mon, 03/17/2014 - 11:29 -- jmdaus

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The eyes of my mother show me.

I see the change of life imposed upon her.

Her hair lightes to gray.

Her skin shrinks on her hands.

Her memories only vivid in her imagination.

To give youth to the aging.

To breathe life into my mother.

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