My Other Mother

To Sima Mizrachi

Dark Woman with Dark eyes

you reached out to me

took me as your own

Those Arms

such weathered olive branches

held me

your Boundless Humor

shook me

 Solid you Stand

Wise with Fruit

Gift of your Heart’s Intelligence

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I miss you my dark mother

 Warmth of Countless

Years of Gathered Sunshine

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once the center of your tribe

You are its very Essence

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Sima

Sima

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12 thoughts on “My Other Mother

  1. Beautiful Kiki! Holding space and sending many Blessings to all. Thank you for sharing Sima’s gift of life with us. Much Love Always.

  2. Oh Kiki, in few words, you captured Sima’s essence. There is a void where her fiercely beautiful presence once was, but the flame of her spirit remains kindled by your words and our memories.

    • She did have a fiercely beautiful presence, it’s true, I miss her so much!

  3. Such a lovely tribute, Kiki! And I love the sentiment behind the last few lines. Makes you realize how the best people in our lives never die, but live on in the following generations. Hugs to you all.

    • Yes,you are right, they do live on Melissa, in our hearts and the hearts of our children. Thank you!

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