An identity shock

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Whoa! Stop! Identity shock! The world, my world Shrieks to a grinding hold. Silence Silence.

A day by the seaside

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Now as the heat waves over us, after weeks of cloud and rain. With happy faces, one by one, we climb aboard the train.

Empty nest

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Small tiny feet through the bedroom they pad Fear and fright drives you into our bed I hug you close You fall asleep You’re just on loan, not mine to keep

Giving birth

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Birth, birthing, giving birth, Mother Earth. The pain, the joyful pain. Wave after wave, a tormenting refrain.

Between death and new life

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There you now lie, my sweetest love Helpless as a babe, and yet more helpless still. Sunk deep into your deepest self You resemble the boy

Just silly

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Foul fish Fried fingers Fish fillets Fingers foul

Small sparks of Life

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Small sparks of Life That burned so briefly Small sparks of Life Were loved so fiercely