About The Beautiful Woman With Angels On Her Hair

mama once told me about
a woman, so beautiful and holy
that she has many tiny angels on her hair
a halo on top of her
a rose for her lips
and kind eyes like hazy moon
on her face

mama once told me that there is heaven
and all the good people are all there
that all the good food are there
all the things that i love
all the toys
and friends

i was a naughty child and i never believed her

when i have grown up
and when all the problems came like bunches of sour grapes
when all the trials arrived in batches
all those that i thought i cannot endure anymore
that was the time when i remember mama

and i realized
that there is a need to believe her
about a beautiful woman
not only with angels on her hair
but will all the stars in heaven
her connections to heaven
and powers to put all the good people in there

it is not the authentic belief
but it is the need to believe
because without it, what would the future be?

my hands for the meantime need to hold upon these
holy rails
so i may not fall and die

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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