Poem

If this were the last time

I ever wrote a poem,

then at least one more

was written.

If this were the last time

I put ink on paper,

then at least I’ll have

made a mark.

If this were the last time

I helped my daughter find dinner,

then at least I have been

a mother.

Grief and gratitude:

I never knew these two

were sisters.

– E Bacon, Jan 6, 2022

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