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Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone
This was the first time I’d laid eyes on your final resting place
In front of me stood a grey granite slab covered in emerald moss
Green ivy clung to the stone and snaked round the nearby yew tree
It was evident your grave had not been visited for many many years
In fact, until ten days ago I didn’t know you existed …

A family secret kept hidden from me by my elderly ‘mother’
It wasn’t until her recent death I discovered the real truth 
At the will reading the lawyer presented me with an envelope
Spidery handwriting revealed that my real mother died in childbirth
I discovered that I’d been adopted; my real name was Sara James
Seeing my original birth certificate for the first time was a huge shock
Now I know the reason I felt that I never belonged
With my raven hair and pale skin I looked very different from my sister Beth
I’d been told I looked like my great aunt and I’d never queried this

Now I stand in front of the plot where my real mother is buried
I spend an hour weeding, tidying and cleaning the gravestone
Rivers of tears run down my face when I finally reveal the inscription

Carved in the decaying stone I read 


Ellen James  - died 17th April 1953 aged 33 
Fell asleep with her tiny angel
Susan James - died 17th April 1953 born sleeping


Family secrets kept hidden in the graveyard
Sobbing bitter tears I kneel down and leave a red rose 
For my mother and my twin sister that until today I never knew existed


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Theme 1 chosen  - Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone
08~04~16

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