We gathered rosesand bright zinniasto crown their heads with flowers,these shining daughterswho we've cradled and fedand loved with everythingwe haveand everything we are.We knelt before them and sang,our hands gently washing the feetthat we once carried inside our own bodiesand that now followtheir own paths.For a moment,time foldedand we could see themas babies in our […]

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