Fear Scars

My son,
you are my heart
out walking in the hard world.

My belle-fille,
you are also now my heart
as you carry the heart of my son.

My petit-fils,
you are the greatness
of the love in both of them.

I carry
scar tissue
from violence of fear–
your part of this hard world
so far from mine
shudders today
with mine.

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About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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4 Responses to Fear Scars

  1. InfiniteZip says:

    Saying a prayer for your family and their friends and you’ve created a beautiful post also, love will conquer all I pray. K

  2. Very touching. No flowers and rhyme, heart and gut. It was very touching indeed.

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