*
In a dream appeared a woman,
insistent, with her message:
"My three children, I never see.
My ex used his influence
and took them from me.
Think of your son.
Think of your daughter,
your grandchild,
how precious they are.
It isn't fair.
It isn't fair.
It isn't fair."
I watched white haired women dancing,
graceful and serene.
Emotional safety, acceptance
and support
were everywhere.
Two of them came to her,
enfolding this sad woman
in a hug.
"You are not alone,"
they told her,
and a small corner
of her aching heart
was filled.
* image from google
This is a very sad poem, Sherry. Hard for a woman not to be able to see her children and grandchildren. As your poem suggests, there are probably many in that predicament, and feeling not so alone undoubtedly is helpful.
ReplyDeletesmiles. a dream or otherwise i am glad they were there for her you know...we all need someone...esp when life decides to upend on us like that....
ReplyDeleteTouched me-
ReplyDeleteAloha from Honolulu,
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It helps where people empathized. But it's nothing like having your loved ones on and by your side. Sad thoughts nut nice verse Sherry!
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So sad. It happens too often...but she had friends to comfort her
ReplyDeleteWhat an incredible poem! The messages are multiple, but come down to women helping women. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteSherry, this reminds me of the many times my friends have lifted me up from the depths of despair ...
ReplyDeleteAwww...sometimes we need to feel that we are not alone. Sometimes the burden is too heavy and yet, we go on.
ReplyDeleteLovely.
This is so sad. I'm glad you lifted her heart (and ours) a bit at the end.
ReplyDeleteWow! So sad, my babies fill my heart to overflowing.
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