Homecoming
As the sun in the east slowly breaks
The breath of life escaped mama
So long had she waited
So short a life she lived
Time stood still as mama
Found her friends at rest
The angels as imagined
Were calling out her name
A ray of light so blinding
Shined in tunnel near
As group of marching stewards
Met my mama dear
A rain of bitter sorrow
Left many a heavy heart
My mother's well- loved chapter
Ended before my eyes
An eerie sound of longing
Caught me in its claws
Through the beaming sunlight
She said her last adieu
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Those who know her but have not read her poems will be surprised, yet not. Vicky is a sensitve spirit, very much in touch with her inner self and all who are around her. She is a treasure .. in Spanish, una tesora real. Whenever we see the universe through another person's eyes, our world is enlarged. But, when we see it through their spirit, our understanding is enlarged. Thank God for Lady Vicky.
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