• It is soft and furry
    It smells of my mom
    It's color is just as soft as her autumn hair
    It's sent is sweeter than any perfume
    I can still feel the warmth of her skin
    Although it's been years since she worn it
    Feeling it brings back memeories of her
    The smile, so warm and loving
    That never reached her eyes
    Eyes so full of longing for the man that was my father
    Her walk so graceful it belonged on the runway
    Her laugh, the soft chiming of crystal bells
    Her voice so lovely angels would look down at her with jealousy
    The sadness of her face, so sad the heavens wept
    The hope and sadness that lit her face when she heard his name
    These are the memories I have of her
    My mother who is no longer with me
    Forever bounded with the scarf that was hers

    -Anaki