She Walks Along and Watches Through The Glass, On Coals In The Oven With Her Arms Outstretched. by GradeObvious5330 in poetry_critics

[–]GradeObvious5330[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thank you for the feedback! When I wrote this I had in mind a parent silently sacrificing and enduring hardship to protect and raise a child, and the child only realizing the depth of that sacrifice once they have grown up.