The flower above was sent to me by a fellow babyloss mother
Though I lose my petals
I am still a flower.
We grow together,
in a garden bed
of ash and tears,
heartbreak and love.
Whispered support blows
towards our delicate beauty,
crying nourishes our shared roots,
and the warmth of our compassion
heals the winter of our grief.
Though we have lost a petal,
we are still flowers,
lush and full together
in a garden of hope.
For Carly -Written by Angie M. Yingst
The poem above was written by Angie M. Yingst at the request of Carly Marie
http://carlymarieprojectheal.com/
The poem above was written by Angie M. Yingst at the request of Carly Marie
http://carlymarieprojectheal.com/
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