Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy

Jane's poem of the morning -

In the darkness I count my love.
My mother makes her bed and then lays down.
Fallen in the shape of him, my father’s bones now dream.
Burning through the darkness, my son never rests.
Sister holds fast.
Brother wanders.
You, my you, still warm in sleep’s sweet scent beside me.


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