It was one of those moments in the early morning hours…
As I walked about with my cup in hand…
A single spot of light in the distant skyline…
A blink of my eye or perhaps a single flash light…
A glimpse of her glowing face upon a leaf…
One I have seen before first as a child…
My siblings made light of my vision…
Only my Mother smiled as she winked…
She appears at different times of the year…
Always in a flash of light…
A reflection of beauty…
The beauty of the love…
We hold onto in our hearts…
From the depths of our Soul…
A Poet's Haven 
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