June 1st
Remember this moment
soft and full your child playing in the yard neighbors out on walks almost like the life we used to have
Remember this moment
a new world is being born with shouts of pain and blood and rage with sighs of exhaustion and tenuous hope
Remember this moment
as we wait to see if we cry tears of joy hearing the sweet sound of the world’s first breath holding its tender body safe in our arms
or if we cry out in sorrow for a future lost in stillborn tragedy
Remember this moment sunlight through teardrop leaves the chaotic refrain of a 4-year-old’s song
Remember this moment the touch of a hand laughter drifting by
Remember this moment it may be swallowed up in the end