Mother and Son

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.  ~ W H Auden

Did your mom give you her mischievous smile and wink at you? I asked.

I can feel that she is still here with me because I have not really cried. He replied

Well, if that is the case and should you need a shoulder to cry on, call me. I said.

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