The first three are about my great grandma and the last two are about some times in my life I hope to never revisit.
Tiny enough to
Fit in a standard shoebox
A big life ahead
A heart so big it’s
Immeasurable; kindness
Flowed through her sweet soul
Perfect soul awakes
Within a tiny body
then flies far away
Tiny infant soul
Never to be born or known
Causes great sadness
Lost within myself
A life created dies
Maternal plug pulled
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