A Mother’s Reward

Friday Fictioneers
Photo Credit @Liz Young

A Mother’s Reward
by T. Delaplain

Seven lay resting: too early, too late, born still, the measles, poisoned blood. Those that God left, the Great War took away. Wandering through the stones and crosses stepping over a fresh mound of turned soil through a haze of lilies, she offered praise and forgiveness. Arms finally full, now she could care for her babies.

An offering for Friday Fictioneers. We will give you 100 words to say your peace.

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  1. The first thing that entered my warped my upon reading your little tale was the song below.

    In the afterlife / You could be headed for the serious strife / Now you make the scene all day / But tomorrow there’ll be Hell to pay – Squirrel Nut Zippers

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