Before the surgery, they shaved off her creamed-coffee curls. Replaced them with a scar that arched over her left ear. Used a steel pin to stop up the hole where bone had been broken. Doctor said she was his “Miracle” girl, but her family thought her words were spoken out of turn, not to be trusted. So, she traveled through the next thirty years always doubting her mental processes, forever seeking an answer that would bring peace.
deep in dark woods
heard scream of fierce hawk
looked up to see hope
Elizabeth Crawford 11/12/2017
Note: The left hemisphere of the brain is the center of logic and language
Posted at Micropoetry: November, 2017
https://thotpurge.wordpress.com/2017/11/12/micropoetry-month-nov-2017-12/
Soul's Music 
Love it!! And the image of the hawk overhead! Thanks for sharing Elizabeth.
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I love this hawk image returning again and the fact that she’s a miracle girl. Lovely!
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This is very powerful, searingly so.
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I love the hawk’s cry and the upward look of hope. Beautiful.
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The journey of a fighter, and always with hope. A” miracle” indeed. Nicely done Elizabeth.
Pat
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Beautiful, Elizabeth. Love the hawk!
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