Trickster

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On mood’s blank canvas
Trickster mind runs riot
First daubs dawn’s cheer
Then picks somber grey
Muting exuberance

My motherly heart longs
For sight of traveling son
Gone interminably, age is
A mere number, umbilical
Bonds never sever in reality? ~

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