China Cupboard, for my Mom

Crystal, silk, gossamer wings-
My mother’s dearest things,
beckoned my curious grasp.

Cracked and torn,
rumpled and shorn.
She donned acceptance with careworn grace.

An indelible mark
is etched into my heart.
A shining memory of the beautiful and fragile
Whole.

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