Elderflower

by Veronica Maguire

Read at Open Read Inn - 19.09.2020

Small secret
Buds, amassing
Scent light
Slightly sickly
Me, almost fainting
Rare sea air?
Numb, cold and dead
Heavy as a stone
Shocked by doctor’s words
I’m sorry,
Your baby’s dead.

© Veronica Maguire, 27 June 2013
My baby died in May 1988