She felt joy In daylight tulips Beyond reach Seen through a window From a bed She would never leave Known to few As years receded Fading fire Flowers that shone, like Other days And graceful moments So sang the meadow A mom in shadow
The world will soon be yours, my little one - I’ll watch you learn and grow, your little hands as they reach out to touch, and understanding lights your shining eyes And as you now can rest in me, you’ll always have a place to lay your head when, after busy day, you need to … Continue reading "A spoken lullaby."
They called to say you would no longer eat, Or take your meds, or try to live at all; The first I ever knew, at last to go To follow Dad behind the giant wall We love, but then in parenthood, it seems That love is asymmetrical and strange; Yet nothing is more normal than … Continue reading "They Called to Say…"
(Photos taken March of 2015. - Owen)
"for years she gave herself away to those she loves" [...]
There’s always room for Moms and their babies If you have a heart
Page and quotation from "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard" by Thomas Gray.
Bravery keeps going.