The First Moon of Spring

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When I gazed up

and saw her pale round face

pearled and luminous

cradled by the tree

I imagined your arms

holding me tightly

in a “forever” embrace –

The kind

where a child

is never abandoned

to float on a sea

of fear and uncertainty,

betrayal,

impending violence,

and inevitable loss.

 

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