Three Generations of women
Three lonely figures abide in shadows.
Mothers and daughters, each soul entwined.
Deceptions and secrets separate them.
Love and loyalty bind them together.
History and heritage bend and sway in lonely arrangements.
Echoes of the past drift into the future on sighs and whispers.
Each heart searches what went before and reaches for what will come.
Mothers and daughters yearning for understanding.
Three women, each one strand of the braid that binds them together.