Thursday, 25 September 2008

The mother I never had


Who feels my forehead and makes chicken soup?

Who finds my lost anything without blame.

Who knows that I will be famous?

Who hears what I really mean?
Who worries so I don't?

Who says sleep on it?

Who forgives me?

Who listens?

Who loves?


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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.