They cannot see
How
Translucently
Its tender pieces are strewn
Like perfumed petals
Decking the grass
On a sunny afternoon
And they cannot feel
Time's soft breeze steal
With caresses
Part by part
The ever-expanding
Ever-decreasing
Pieces
Of a mother’s heart
© Janet Martin
Image source; pinterest
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