Saturday, January 3, 2026

each child with their own small sorrow
sadder, yet sweeter, when held so stoically
but also a messy sweet sadness when 
they let it all fall out
a heavy stone
in a small pocket
making it impossible to sit comfortably 
in a lap
too much for hands that could 
fiddling with twigs and twine
these days they seem to say
here - you deal with it

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