Rene Bennett Biography

Mother, I miss you. I still call your name.
Since you've been gone, I'm not the same.

Mother, I need you here with me
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Sadness overwhelms me
deep
as at night
alone
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I think about you often
and wonder what you see,
thoughts tucked deeply hidden
remain a mystery.
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I remember the tears
with yesterdays pain
that dreadful year
of October rain.
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I woke up this morning
thinking of you
reached for your warmth
as I always would do.
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