Alone and hurt, crying in the night I came..
you held me in your arms and let me sob..
the warmth and love I felt, the refuge I found...
my sisters understood and I slept safe, healing my wounds in dignity and peace..
A small garden where flowers bloom and the cement walkway with the imprints...
of other mothers and children's hands before me ...
A safe home away from pain, where I can start my life again...
Copyright ©2000 Sonia Paz Baron-Vine
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