Drawn to you in the dark night by the sound of your cries - Remember this
Silky soft golden hair rests softly on my cheek - One day it'll be a memory
the scent of lavender and baby triggering my olfactory - Just a memory
Your cheeks are salty as I kiss the nightmare away - That I will miss.
I watch your beautiful perfection as you fall back asleep - Remember this.
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Hope Martin
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I am a mother, a homesteader, and an abuse survivor.
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I vividly remember the day I met Yuki’s Spirit Sister. As I approached her quarters in the palace ground, I saw a deep dark blue dragon fly off into the sky from the large field beyond her mansion. I waited at the gate while one of her guards notified her of my arrival and my eyes followed him as his long serpentine body lazily drifted into the air.
By Hope MartinExclusive • about a year ago
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This beautiful poem brought tears to my eyes. So very lovely and such a wonderful tribute to motherhood.