Spring Feelings

Sometimes, when I hear children screaming and playing outside on playgrounds, my womb feels hollow. The spring breeze and sunshine makes me feel like I should have planted seeds. Seeds of my own. So I can see them sprout. Sprout and blossom into something beautiful. And then I realize, I am enough. I am that seed, that is forever blossoming and I’m beautiful.

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