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I am a Bereaved Mother

My child may have died, but my love — and my motherhood — never will.” — Dr. Joanne Cacciatore

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Fresh Linen

A Poem

Photo by Fabian Bächli on Unsplash

She smelled like fresh linen,
that wrapped my bed in lavender,

the knife that spread marmalade
on toasted home-baked bread,

She drove me to school
the winter he silently left
and suddenly in my bereavement
there were no unicorns
or rainbows
or pots of gold.

Instead, she taught me how to tie my laces,
Fill my heart in empty spaces,
Hear the blue bird scream against faded sky
And watch the lavender crack through the earth
to bloom again.


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