On the birth date of my twin grandsons

Today’s Focail do a Chara

Photo credit Christine Salkin Davis

A Year of Magic

It’s been a magical year

of deepest depths

and highest highs

From a tiny ceramic heart-shaped urn

with doves

and tear stains and prayers and

clenched fists.

Did you know undertakers

don’t charge to bury

babies?

To tubes and monitors

and prayers and

tiniest of fingers holding on to mine.

Kindest of kindnesses

and cruelest of words on a

heart already scorched and bleeding.

The crib.

The bottles.

The breast pump.

3 am feedings.

and the tiniest of fingers holding on.

Today

the caramel cake (your favorite!)

had one candle

and you tasted birthdays for

the first time.

The smile breaking through

a face covered in icing

and the stickiest of fingers

holding on.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2017