Broken Stones, Broken Bones
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First Published in the Spare Mule
MSPS Newsletter, 2004
Published in Pathways, 2004
Last winter freezing weather cracked
the stones I had so carefully placed
along the garden path.
This summer Mother fell,
causing a bruised, chipped bone
in her left hand and a broken pelvic bone.
Fresh out of the earth,
unweathered stones respond
to an altered ecosystem.
Too long at work—
88 years in her body,
my mother's bones snapped.
New stones crack,
old bones break.
Stones gather strength
and harden as they age.
Would that bones could do the same.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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