My children are invisible
My heart is where they stand
I’ve never seen their faces
I’ve never held their hand
Some days I long to touch them
And take them to the park
To make a meal and wash their hair
Protect them from the dark
It’s painful not to know them
And wonder who they’d be
To watch them grow into adults
Expand our family tree
I’ve had so long to grieve them
I’m getting on in years
The love I longed to give them
Made manifest in tears
My children are invisible
But I have held their place
Their presence always with me
Through love’s abiding grace
Susan Cerbone
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