A Grown Child

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she is happy, cheerful

clothes of bright orange
age on her face – tanned

she worried about space
where she and her daughter
would sit

laying blue towels
advertising the Yankees
on beach chairs at the pool

satisfied her – as she
lifted her daughter’s arms
to cross on her lap

a mother claps – smiles
rewarding herself – a
job well done

watched her walk up
a hill empty handed –
knew her hands soon

would fill with pain and
love – as she wipes a
mouth of a grown

child – who doesn’t
know her name – as
she carries around

a heart of glass as
it breaks into pieces
– of love

but she continues
day after day to care
for her grown child

wipes her mouth –
she wants her to live
as her age shows as

rapid – with each
sunset of her life.

2 Comments
  1. paula shene says

    You touched my heart and opened the rivers of my eyes…God bless you

  2. Nancy Duci Denofio says

    Paula thank you for your words – life some how isn’t the same from day to day for others – I appreciate you taking your time to read this. Sincerely, Nancy

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