The Long Goodbye

Originally posted on Beautiful Heart:
In the daily grind of mothering, we are told ‘this too shall pass’ When the days are long, we are told this too shall pass… In the drudgery and groundhogness of mothering, this too shall pass. Often though we are not told, That as this passes by, it means our babies have…


Even though time has passed, I wail to the sky mother, This weekend is hard.   Time is but a veil, My moans are all consuming, The wound is still raw.   Does it ever cease? Do I even want it to? As long as I grieve   You stay.    

I am there

  Like a breeze through a willow by a sleepy brook I will gently caress you Like the soft sun in Spring I’ll bathe you in love and warmth Like the moon when it’s full I’ll light your way   I will never leave you I will always be there I’m the breeze across your … More I am there

The Legacy of Eurydice

Originally posted on Beautiful Heart:
There was a young woman name Eurydice, Who, by all accounts, was very nice. Funny and clever, Remembered forever, With the unassuming power of edelweiss. The Legacy of Eurydice is deeper than her death, and yet it is in her death that her voice is loudest.  She is the 30th…