For a moment my resolve waivers
I am on a precipice being plunged into darkness
By the weight of losing you.
Dull ache and yearning for your return.
Was I a good parent?
Should I have done more?
A flicker of doubt devours me.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
This is for d’Verse. Happy sixth birthday. It is Quadrille night and the word we were given was flicker. Ellen is my eldest twin daughter and we left her behind in NZ- very remiss of us. XXX