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Mummy

Mummy

She tells me she’s pregnant

Her mother is dead

I wish she could be here

The little girl said

And suddenly flood gates

Explode in my head

Me giving birth

On a hospital bed

Me with my daughter

And my mother dead

Oh look at her, Mummy

She’s lovely

I said

*

© Gail Foster 7th September 2017

Posted on September 7, 2017 by Gail Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized Tagged Birth, Child, Daughter, Death, Loss, Love, Memory, Mother, Mummy Leave a comment
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