A New Cradle

Of love, loss, and hope

Toni Tails
Nov 7 · 1 min read
Photo of mother and baby by Ulkar - purchased by the author

Twilight sleep sparks linger

My womb a lonely cradle

Empty

Cold

Between breasts never suckled

His light I dare hope

Glimmers

Dances

Perhaps he lives yet

Sleeping still a dream

Warm

Embraced

In a new cradle

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Toni Tails

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CEO of ToniTails.com | Published Author | Body Positive Graphic Artist | Autism Mama |Survivor of Child Sex Abuse | PTSD BipolarII Babe| @QueerCupcake | she/her

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