mother no more.

The glow of impending motherhood still hasn't left her yet as she walks through the seldom used graveyard alone. The absence of people and graves does not surprise her. To her vacant eyes, the world around her is filled with mothers cradling their newborns, their infants, their babies, their toddlers...happy smiles, joyful laughter, gurgles of pleasure...while she walks along wide overgrown pathways between tiny graves....to one empty, lying in wait for her to lay her baby. The air around her is heavy with unasked and unanswered questions. Seems she is walking alone...after all that was and all that was supposed to be, she finds she is alone. And somehow, she is beginning to like it that way. If there are any feelings left within her shattered soul that is.