Loved it! side note: I stupidly got over my fear of heights by climbing a rusty old grain silo years ago. This brings me back to sitting on the top looking down into the blackness of night.
Nice, with lots of emotion. Kind of reminds me of one of my earlier ones, not that I’m claiming a copycat! Not at all, I think it’s just a testament to the inherent drama of the mother-child relationship and what that loss can create by way of internal and external conflict.
.:band baby:.
Mike Kearney
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