From the Vault :: Mending Paste For Mothers

she holds the broken pieces in her aging hands
memories further shattered
by her children's play
forever breaking and remaking
what is important

another apron string sliced
cord cut
from her past
a quiet tear for what was
and what isn't
...anymore...


i'm sorry the past is so breakable
i'm sorry your hurts can't all be fixed with glue and kisses
...and mine can...