Mother’s Blood

November trees
radiate color

in a hospital bed
searching for a vein
that couldn’t be found
came pain-filled screams

I held you down
while they looked
for blood.

Tears flowed
from your eyes to mine
as I held you down
for a vein not found.

Sent away
I knew your sound
colors bleed
when no vein is found.

My heart wondered
what you would do
out that window
colors bled for you…

in vein

betrayal tears a hole
in the heart.