Our Song
Our Song
by LindaBeth
Birthmom in reunion
For my first born.
There is a place I go when I think of you
blissfully still 'though the air moves around us
like a breathing of hope long lived in our hearts.
Life which was severed by blade as body could not
be denied or hidden in night.
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The dark-reddened blackness once hollowed me out
now taking in light and laughter brings joy.
The place is reunion of Spirit
parted unwilling, mysteriously knowing we belong
in fulfillment of oneness.
I still hear the songs I sang to my belly
in the place I go when I think of you.
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