emotional poetry
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After surviving storms no one saw, she discovers that home can be a person who arrives quietly and stays gently.
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A mother hopes her children are collecting summer joy even as she aches over all the moments she is missing.
A poetry library for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.
After surviving storms no one saw, she discovers that home can be a person who arrives quietly and stays gently.
A mother hopes her children are collecting summer joy even as she aches over all the moments she is missing.