She will be born with a silver-laced spoon in her mouth
to a broad-hipped woman
whose arms will love to caress.
She will disappoint the man
who will expect a boy.
They will celebrate together on Friday nights,
pour the wine, carve the bread.
A young man will plan to wed her on a Sunday,
but instead, together
they will depart into the Dachau dawn.
-- Staci Jacobson