.
There’s no warning.
Grief leaks from my eyes
staining my cheeks
the same way
my blouse
became soaked
with milk
between feedings
when he was an infant.
It’s what happens.
.
(c) 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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Arlie in 2008
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1973 – Happy days. Arlie sitting on his great-grandmother’s lap with older brother Jason.
