7 thoughts on “Sometimes Less is More

  1. The last stanza is rather tragic. The joy of children taken away. Perhaps waiting, perhaps waited—ah, may the cradle filled. There is so much love bristling from a knitted baby’s sock. So much care. — This poems got me all messed up. Blessings.

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