The Way it Is
The Way it Is
My mother once walked upon this earth,
insecure but loyal.
My father once walked upon this earth,
rotund with gentle hands.
All my forbearers once walked
upon this earth. Now they’re beneath it.
every one.
How will I breathe in this day?
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Insightful
good title
All life.
Compact but with strength. Thanks