The Flowers of My Soul (My Babies)

my heart breaks
each time
i think of them
not knowing
for sure
but feeling
deep in my soul
one daughter
one son
grieving
my heart aches
the simple service
at last
sitting quietly
by candlelight
reading
from the bible
the priest
holding my hands
repeating words
meant to bring
peace and
comfort
to ease
the pain
entering
their names
forever
on a page
in the
small
book
of
love
for h and e

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

For Your Babies
by Simply Red

Reflection

“We’re so self-important. So arrogant. Everybody’s going to save something now. Save the trees, save the bees, save the whales, save the snails. And the supreme arrogance? Save the planet! Are these people kidding? Save the planet? We don’t even know how to take care of ourselves; we haven’t learned how to care for one another. We’re gonna save the fuckin’ planet? . . . And, by the way, there’s nothing wrong with the planet in the first place. The planet is fine. The people are fucked! Compared with the people, the planet is doin’ great. It’s been here over four billion years . . . The planet isn’t goin’ anywhere, folks. We are! We’re goin’ away. Pack your shit, we’re goin’ away. And we won’t leave much of a trace. Thank God for that. Nothing left. Maybe a little Styrofoam. The planet will be here, and we’ll be gone. Another failed mutation; another closed-end biological mistake.” ~George Carlin

THE MOON IS A HARSH MISTRESS
by Karrin Allyson