October Garden
Three little rosebuds
Will never yet flower
Little beads of raw green grief
A memorial made by other hands
I know of more, many more
Too many
Spaces
Perhaps you flowered somewhere else?
Little flame-shaped buds
Inverted tears, candle-hot
A thousand, million flickering lights
Out of sight, lost
Beautiful Sarah. Thinking of you, your own precious angels, and also all the other mums who have a space where their little babes should be and feeling truly humbled :(
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