The Mother.

The day that she was told that she would die
she did a big shop for the family
and made the kitchen smell of baking bread.
she labled and then ladled into pots
then all went in a freezer fit to burst-
as meals that they could eat when she was gone.
Then, going up into the children’s rooms
she took some time to sit upon each bed
and chancing on a scattered shirt or top
she held them close and warm against her cheek
and breathed her children’s life into her own.
Then carefully she put the clothes away
and went to bring her angels home from school.

 

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M.C. Newberry

Sun 17th Apr 2016 13:57

A heart-tugging evocation of a situation surely met
by some on any given day. I agree with CH about using
the first line (as written here) to close this piece and
give it maximum effect.
"Then carefully she put the clothes away
and went to bring her angels home from school...
the day that she was told that she would die."

<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 16th Apr 2016 21:21

I like this but I'm not sure about the title and maybe the first line or one similar could be at the end? Just thoughts.

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