7 May 2011


A heart given to others.
Desire expressed in everyone else's favourite treats.
Sausage for Adam.
Parsnip for Phoebe.
"Did you remember your sister's birthday card?"
Your soul never resting till you've taken care of
everyone else's needs.
Our worries your worries.
Our joys your joys.

And your voice?
Too quiet for our family;
too easily spoken over.
But your heart speaks,
and its words are warm and womb-like.

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