fruit of a barren mother

March 19, 2012 in Uncategorized

the fruit of a barren mother
is the pungent-sweet smell of eggs laid to rest
their little souls in limbo

she’d hoped for a better fate for them

1 comment

A tone of dark sadness to this one…it cuts deep into the soul.

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