Issue 14
Hope
Wilma Weant Dague
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The Silver Cord Be Loosened
Every day that accumulates is a notch--
like in high school when I measured my time
in months I hadn't conceived.
Now each minute's a plea--
five months, three weeks, and four days-
the ultrasound shows me baby is okay.
One more month and this new life
could flutter on without me.
A body has a mind of its own --
it can choose to break me
or to bring forth a miracle.
May its will be mine.
~Wilma Weant Dague
Wilma Weant Dague lives in Kansas. She writes, cleans, and reads a lot. Her work has appeared in many places, mainly on the web.
© 2003 by Wilma Weant Dague. All Rights Reserved.
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