Teresa Michaels

Rookie [LadyZ]

A Poem For My Piglet

In the wake I wondered, why am I left so alone
You're not here with me, it’s empty, even in a crowd
The empty is here in the light and in the dark
For a brief instant I think you’re here, not so long ago
You were……
I hear you, at night when I go to bed
All the babies come up the stairs to sleep
I hear one last baby come up those steps
So familiar the sound, always the last to come to bed

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