They will become entombed within the ancient earth and the wildflowers.
Tag: grief
Nighttime Haunts the Muscles
Don’t store the detritus in your body. It will mire down your feet.
For the Motherless Child
But who celebrates theMotherless child?Who remembers theGrieving siblingWhose life was missingLove and comfortOr the childrenRiddled with the lossOf she who bore them? Who loves theWorn down soulsUnable to openComputer topsFor fear of seeingEveryone else's joyAs theySit alone. We are conditioned withHolidays toGet the heart wishing,Fake gatherings whereChildren smile for momQuiet about the harmNot showing the … Continue reading For the Motherless Child
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