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Barrette
mom placed baby’s breath
in my hair
on my wedding day
my hair she’d squeeze
out in the sink
in childhood no need for ink
i’d think ‘ouch’
‘ouch’ the pain
she laid helpless
on her hospice bed
with merely a couple strands
so brave
she said goodbye to hair
knowing it would grow back
it grows back in time
heavenly fine
a barrette placed with care
by her guardian angel
my sad eyes
smile
at this thought
4/26/2021
Copyright ©
Kim Rodrigues
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