Our Mother, Cloaked in Silence Although she was our portal to the world, with little pageantry we laid her down. No trumpets blared, the flags full mast unfurled, for it was small, the realm of her renown. And yet the limbs were bare, the whole world brown as though the trees she planted all were … Continue reading Our Mother, Cloaked in Silence (Daily Post and dVerse Poets Rhyme Royal)