A Mother's Love

Beauty all around
Love all around
or so it seemsDarkness seeps out
Hatred climbs out
What is real?

What exists?
Pain?
Beauty?Does any of it matter?
Is it all vanity?
A gust of wind,
A puff of air.

Life fades into nothing
It matters not.
Beauty fades, despair dies
Love is lost.All that is real is the moment,
The passing time disappears into nothing.
Memories fade,
Feelings get lost.

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