A Chalk Line Mother
She draws the outline of her past
one of society’s outcasts
she chalks the mother sadly missed
the tears she tries to resist
a chalk line mother is all she knows
a life full of highs but mostly lows
no age to be left alone
buts it’s all she as ever known
she lies within the outlines shape
looking for an escape
rolled up tight like a ball
covered with her mother’s, imaginary shawl
the peace of sleep she gravely seeks
her mind released to inwardly weep
mother's should not leave this earth
before their off spring, who they gave birth
NB this was inspired by a picture on facebook a small child in an indian orphanage had drawn a chalk outline of her mother on the floor and rolled up and gone sleep inside the lines and someone had took a picture.
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