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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