Mother and Child

mother and baby dead
by some cruel and anonymous bomber
Somewhere they still exist
Smiling and happy
In green fields with flowers
But in another time now
Leaving woe and
That sundering silence
Untimely death
That I did not know as a mother
The child I named
would sail to her completion
so far
But what right have I
to expect the name to last?
Those names
Are faceless in eternity
The granite curtain of
whatever happens
may come crashing down
Exactly when
We never know…

– Megan Payne



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