in the hospital
she holds
her grandchild up
like
a baked
ham towards
the light.
smiles as someone
takes another
picture.
it all comes
and goes
so fast
with these
babies. you can
still hear
the ancient
rattle in
your own son's
hand, before
you kissed
him and said
goodnight.
Monday, March 18, 2013
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