Her Mother's Daughter Above All
The suffering etched
Upon her stoic though visibly stricken face
broke my heart,and then broke it anew
till I had to look away,the load too great to help her carry
Though she never knew I tried
Best left to the hands of God
Copyright © Vickey Rhymer | Year Posted 2022
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