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solstice burning – Poetry by Han Raschka

by Han Raschka
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mother winter
cradles my head
carries me 
through fire
she looks like my mama
ringlet hair
blue eyes
scarred hands
talks like her too
low husky voice
lullaby to a sleeping world
she runs 
through the flames
arms wrapped tight
around my body
whispers to the wind
I promise you baby
next year will be better. 

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