Twinkling tree lights reflect from a sleeping child’s curls.
I think of family trees
My father hurt my mother.
His father hurt me.
He hurt her mother.
Is it time to prune the tree?
Pain will flow like sap and stick to fingers.
My only role is to protect her.
Catherine Mackie is an emerging writer based in Alberta and lets her thoughts dance free with the prairie winds.
In an insane world…
“Pain will flow like sap and stick to fingers.” What a poignant and beautifully expressive line. It is time to prune the tree. Well done.
Thank you.
Lovely Catherine! Thanks for sharing!
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Powerful…more please 😊
Thank you so much.