Poetry

Nana

There’s a tiny heart

beating

within the

womb

of the woman who used to be

a child, even

an infant, with a tiny

heart

beating

within me.

I am

without words…the

sun is shining from

my eyes.

2 thoughts on “Nana

    1. I wondered if I was going to start a rumor…no, that poem was written four years ago! It absolutely blew my mind when Carli told me about her first doctor visit when they heard Charlie’s heart beat. Had to grab a pencil! Xo

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