My Small Stones Poetry

Unease – Small Stone #9



                       for the weekend,                         

out with friends,

I hear the siren scream

for the first time

since the last time she was home


4 thoughts on “Unease – Small Stone #9”

  1. For me, there is always at least a slight unease whenever my daughter is off in the world without me, no matter where. I doubt it will ever go away, no matter how old she is.


    1. I think that as they get older it gets harder because if something really goes wrong you can’t fix it the way you did when they were younger and their hurts were smaller.


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