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This is a poem my mother wrote to me and sent me.
It reminded me so much of all the wonderful
people here working towards their better visions of future I thought I would share it.
I was falling asleep
when my mind is the most creative
but i always forget by morning
but this image came to me more than once
so i remember
you were standing in the very middle spot
of a giant white flower
it had four petals
creamy white
pure
the tip of each petal
gracefully curved
to a small point
and as i saw you there
i imagined how you would color the petals
would make paths
designs
choices
that would create something beautiful
unique
truly yours
and someday the petals
would be filled with color
and design
that you had created
and it was joyful
Jean Manrique
4-23-11
It reminded me so much of all the wonderful
people here working towards their better visions of future I thought I would share it.
I was falling asleep
when my mind is the most creative
but i always forget by morning
but this image came to me more than once
so i remember
you were standing in the very middle spot
of a giant white flower
it had four petals
creamy white
pure
the tip of each petal
gracefully curved
to a small point
and as i saw you there
i imagined how you would color the petals
would make paths
designs
choices
that would create something beautiful
unique
truly yours
and someday the petals
would be filled with color
and design
that you had created
and it was joyful
Jean Manrique
4-23-11
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