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The white pyjamas
Tonight I put him in a silky white onesie, with Winnie the poo and tiger too My favourite pyjamas, He was so soft, my little kitty. He gave me big hugs, Looking so edible in his little boy delight, pleased with how handsome he was. Strutting like a prize fighter, shoulders back, head up high…
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Savor
The moments are there if we look for them, hidden in the everyday The laughter of a child, innocent and free, coming deep from within, a true belly laugh of joy The soft warmth of a contented cat, purring as it lies, rolled into a ball across your lap. The sun in a beautiful blue…
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Moxie
A small grey sparrow, It stood there, Daring me In the middle of the road, Head tilted in the classic “bring it on” position At first I was confused, Not understanding until I got closer and realized Here was the boss Full of moxie, Unafraid More courage than size. I nodded to it’s nerve And…
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Tailor
Spread out over the table Material gleams in the light Carefully, The Tailor measures Twice Then cuts along the lines Precise in each motion Each piece loving placed, Aligned In the correct position The Tailor sighs, smoothing out the wrinkles Delicately the work of union begins Painstaking in nature Each step essential, None paramount to…
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Legacy
Bombarded with soft projectiles upon entering the house, Tears over who gets first dibs, barely mollified by promises to leave and return, All for “first hug” priviledges I watch as my Boy talks to a piece of cheese, hanging it up with a beep The Girls fighting over who gets to talk, again Stop interrupting…
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The depths
I’m going to bury it, Deep down Hide it away from the light Tuck it in with darkness, And smother it with night If I can’t see it, will it die? Leave and never come out in the day? Or will it hide, out of sight And wait until the ground shifts, Until the dirt…
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My Boy
My little mouse, Sleek and quick, Full of mischief, Twinkling soul Soft curls, Bright blue eyes You make me smile, Such easy laughter Grit and fire, Energy and industry Snuggles at night Heart of gold Hold on tight, Before he grows Mommy’s little boy, Forever in love
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Night epiphany
I dreamed I was flying the other night,Across the land, Soaring like an eagle The wind was sweet against my face, The sun warm against my back Icarus in flight, But a successful caper this time, Not falling to earth in tragedy When I woke, flightless and sore I sorrowed for the lost night Full…
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Nostalgia
Today I went through my hope chest with a purpose. An idea had been percolating, brewing in intensity for awhile. A beautiful cedar box, made by my Grandmothers brother for my high school graduation present, over twenty years ago. It’s seen some hard times. Moving from my parents house, to my apartment in Winnipeg, to…
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Good company
The morning sun woke my nerves with an unpleasant jangle It was daytime before I was ready. A late night for me, but a good one, Reminding me that I’m more than just a mother, just an automaton put here to do the bidding of others, At home At work For society I felt a flicker…