she could
dig in the dirt
all day.
knees
sunk into the cold
wet ground.
weeding.
planting, moving
a bush
to another
spot where
the sun is more
generous
with its light.
she is at home
mending
the soil of
her yard
tending to
the children
she never had,
but wanted.
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