Saturday, February 25, 2012

Little Tools

Dear Mary,

I hold your hand, whisper in your ear, "I love you." All those who heard your voice, read your words: We love you. We love you. For you gave us poems, like little tools in a toolbox, to fix almost everything that was troubling us. You gave sweet nothings that were everything, placed them in our hearts and calmed our crazy minds. You gave us the power to see, told us to believe in our imagination. Your wisdom became our mother. We are astonished because you led us there.

Thank you,
Valerie Brooks

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