Emptied

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Emptied,

she waits

for her children

to drop by,

call,

bring heaps of dirty laundry,

anything.

Emptied,

she waits,

silent heart

shrivelling.

Little does she know

that when her progeny

dropped from her grasp,

one day

the sun would shine

and seed would spawn

and green grandchildren

would spring up

to fill her quiver

full.