Today
life happened again
Despite the smell
of cornstarched baby powder
upon lavender bathed
wriggling newborn skin
crisp, clean linens
brushing gently against
my moist cheek
the striking sounds of Vivaldi
previewing spring's symphony
with the rising melody
of the mid morning sun
attempting to dry
my crescendo of tears...
I still feel an emptiness
filled with the lyrics and music
of wasted years
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