This tree lives in my memory. It's parent lives in Iowa City. Happy tree.A poem for today. It is kind of happy.
A woman's tears open my deepest wounds
Resurrecting a child buried by his mother's pain
"Yes Mamma...I love you Mamma...Please no Mamma."
I fall into a timeless hell but do not die
Seeing no one to judge me I walk on
May women keep their tears
I have enough of my own
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