She cannot be
gone!
She is my light,
my food,
my breath.
Without her,
this life will be
a gray, unrelenting
sentence.
She’s still
just a baby,
my baby.
Perhaps, God,
if I held her
strong enough,
close enough,
You would
trade my life
for hers?
I won’t ask
why.
No answer
will suffice.”
Inspired by Käthe Kollwitz,
"Frau mit totem Kind" (1903)
[Written for http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/07/words-count-with-mama-zen.html ]
