Granny Squares

vicecream

when others feel pain

it is so simple- natural

to surrender my heart and

pour into them, ache with them

 

compassion, sorrow, love

woven into a blanket that i 

wrap around sob-shaken shoulders

 

but what now? when

the pain is my own

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