Joy

The laughter has returned and

pangs of hunger dance in the pit my belly

She found me

And made herself comfortable

We spoke of motherhood

And Birthday cake

She pressed their cheeks into smiles

And twirled them on her finger

Maybe she will stay

My heart really needs her to stay

-Sasch

(But we all know, what goes up, must come down)

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