But took the baby in her arms
soothed the tantrum,
calmed the hurt,
until he forgot the mother who left.
Silence.
But walked five miles to school
when the nurse called
to take the child’s hand
and carry him home.
Silence.
But skipped out on the paycheck
to hold the ice pack
against the child’s temple
over a headache.
Silence.
But ran into the school
and stood between
the child
and the bullet.
Silence.
Oh but go on,
tell me again that she
is not the “real” mother.
I dare you.
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