An Excavation
They excavated him, her youngest son,
who passed away too soon at age nineteen,
to join her second son, who had just died
at fifty-five- to the new hollowed plot.
There, side-by-side- together, brothers slept
neath velvet grass, under a graceful tree,
where she would leave her flowers and her tears;
a mother's love for them would always be.
No way would she have come to realize-
three years from when she joined her precious sons-
another excavation would take place-
where she would rest with them eternally.
One plot, three graves- a mother and two sons-
a final excavation- filled with love.
July 1, 2021
Contest: This Or That, Vol 4
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Unrhymed Sonnet
(true story)
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2021
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