It is for you I wait
before my own inner shrine.
You promised that you would come.
I shall wait the whole night through
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Do you still see your mother as an Angel? And wait for her touch? You see God in your mother. I see most of your poems are dedicated to her in one way or the other.
Are you eagerly waiting? For God? Anyway wonderful presentation.
This appeals to me personally, I love it