Alone, I floated in my dark little world
but for the beat by which I lived,
There, I bided the time
When I’d see the light
while warmed by gentle arms
coddling me close to the heart.
But my solitude was broken
by hands steely and cold.
Deaf to my silent screams,
they snatched me amid pain untold.
Alas! My dreams were no more.
They’re simple – just To BE
I dared not ask why
my mother didn’t want me.
This piece was written for Bloggy Moms Writers’ Workshop. This picture is this week’s prompt –
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