My child,
you rise
like mist from my heart,
tentative tendrils of hope
birthed in tender trust.
Like dewy grass,
I savor this holy waiting
before dawn,
this sacred dreaming,
this watchful sending.
You, my gift to the sky,
a vastness to claim for your own.
But should the storms
toss you,
threaten to trample through you,
my heart remains
always,
like a crevice in these hills,
a safe place to cling.
For Jacob with love always and forever, senior year 2014/15
Colleen Briggs Art & Writing 
Beautiful change of life poem…
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thank you for visiting Tony and for your encouragement! Many tears and much joy in this transition year.
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Gorgeous lyrics of sweetest mother love….
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THank you Keely! So many mixed emotions as I journey towards my son’s graduation. So much pride, dreams, sadness anticipating the change, joy in who he is. It’s an emotional year!
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lovely combination of words…nice picture!!!
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Beautiful
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