Mom

I still miss you

By Noel T. CumberlandPublished 15 days ago • 1 min read

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Lost to us last year

Mom's memory unbidden

brings me warmth and joy

love poems

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Noel T. Cumberland

Noel T. Cumberland is always looking for the bizarre twist in everything he writes. He is published on the Scarlet Leaf Review, and Flash Fiction Magazine. He lives in Tucson with his wife, two sons, and a pair of interesting cats.

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