in the hospital laundry room
folding sheets and washing
towels for 8 months. She did
this in exchange for a place
to have her 5th child.
Each year I get older,
a quiet ceremony for the girl
that was born in a bed
because a woman woke
every morning, building me
inside of her, and found
me a home before I had a name.
I do not know what you believe
love to be, but in our house it is that.
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