Izzy
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My sweet Isabella, The first time I heard your cry,the whole world stopped. Before I saw your face,before I counted your fingers,before I whispered your name, I heard you. And somehow,that sound stitched togetherpieces of my heartI didn’t know were still broken. You entered this worldwith more strengththan anyone could have expected. So tiny. So…
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Before you, There were storms That carved their names Across my heart. The kind that leave Empty cribs, Silent lullabies, And questions No mother should ever have to ask. Then you arrived. Not to replace what was lost— No child ever could— But to remind me That hope still grows Even in broken ground. You…
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Before they knew the shape of words,Before they learned my name,Two tiny hearts beat side by side,Yet never beat the same. One reached first with curious eyes,The other smiled with ease.Two little souls, one miracle,Arriving on the breeze. They share the moon, they share the stars,The laughter in our home.But each one carries something rare,A…
Between Bruises and Blooms 