A mother, a daughter, a son.
Nothing could come between them
Even when you least expect it
When the weight of sadness is ripping familial seams
When the gossip and the rivalry of the son and daughter (siblings)
Appears to be bleak and disenchanting
When running away feels like a valid resort
She comes
The love of her comes and a smile bears teeth
And all, is all right.
4 comments:
Keep venting with your works. Each effort shows growth both in your writing and in you as a person. I'm proud of you.
That was beautiful.
Thank you james. your feedback is always appreciated. I'm in ny. i'll be calling you.
Morgan, thank you for taking the time to comment :) so uplifting
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