Poetically Grateful
In the space between mother and daughter and sister to sister
There is no room for conditions, grudges, or doubt
The fruits of caring, compassion, and trust are more than abundant
Nuturing and support keep it in tact
Sometimes annoyance and frustration invade this sacred territory
But the pressure of the heavy heart quickly squeezes them away
This space is made of phenomenally uncomplex matter
It isn't confusing or misleading but it is, and most likely will remain, unquestioned
In moments when crybabies cry tears of anger and sorrow
Here they cry tears of relief and gratitude
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