Coming down on the plane,
my heart was breaking from the pain.
It seemed too much to bear;
coming home and Mom not there.

So alone on that long flight,
I gazed upon the starry night
and city lights below.
Then I began to know
that she was there beside me;
her spirit sent to guide me.

And I heard her softly say,
"I'm okay, I'm okay.
I walked barefoot
in grass today."

Susan (2002)

Author's Note:
"This is the first...written the night I arrived at our family home in Florida after learning enroute that Ane (Mom) had died. She had a rare blood disorder which caused her to have pooling of blood and extreme burning pain in her feet. She longed to walk barefoot in the grass again, which is the signifigance of the last lines of the poem."

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