2 years ago. July 16, 2022 at 6:39 PM
I remember, she told me
That story once before,
When an angel took her hand
Coveted covering
Comforting a hurting soul
The unsuspecting
Shattered glass
That was handed down
She bled that day
Cried for a life
A wife
A mother/daughter
Just the fodder
For the sickness
She knows they are real
She knows . . . .