There Is No Difference in the Way I Love You

Music: Lord Franklin.
Sequenced by Barry Taylor.

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There is no difference in the way I love you,
Even though you're gone these many years.
I think of you this Mother's Day as ever:
The home that sits behind half-open doors.

Death has no finality, for love
Is like a mountain when it comes to time:
The change is slow, so slow that in a lifetime
It does not dominate the landscape less.

And like a mountain you may see my yearning
Dappled in the distance, just as music
Alternates between despair and joy,
Yet always, always turns the heart towards beauty.

This day is no less yours than when you were
Alive within the confines of your flesh.
You are alive in me, and will be always,
Though I along with you return to dust.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.



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