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Slumbering little boy
Why does breath whistle as it softly leaves his body? Is it the same reason my heart melts a little more each day? His soft warm little body slack against mine, he sings me a song in his sleep The song of life and dreams wound together Glee filling him until he stops, rolls over…
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Blessings
Another Thursday rushed at the seams Broken and battered But still full of dreams The shining light Of a centenarian’s eyes Makes me appreciate Another day’s sunrise The slow steady breathing Of a child fast asleep Makes me think about love And how it can grow so deep Another goodbye And another hello I watch…
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Saturday with Mr Cohen
Songs of passion and pain Life is for the living, For sunshine and also for the rain Tonight I heard the poignant words Sang through the bodies Of humans flying like birds Leonard Cohen and ballet A remarkable combination, His glorious voice and dance Earned a standing ovation I wept for the blue raincoat For…
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Birthday Tuesday
Today was a good day. It was strange, driving my father-in-law’s car to work, but interesting. When I was 20, I’d wanted that car more than anything else in the world. Now at 40, I missed my sensible Prius, feeling much too close to the ground in the sporty red Miata. Work was smooth, with…
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Conspicuous consumption
Never let your kids watch Ryan’s toy review on you tube. You’d think it would be a safe show, until your three year old tells you “I want to buy all these” Oh, right. Kids want to have everything they see. Like new clothes, New houses, New toys. Sometimes I wish they could just be…
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Sunday night
The end of another weekend is here, and we’re heading to bed too late again. A weekend full of fun, birthday party, cake, ice cream and friends. I didn’t even leave the house today, having promised my little one I would stay home “all day” While trying to get him to sleep, I accidentally had…
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Friday night zzzz’s
Another Friday at home, My little ones and I We eat our burgers and rings While our movie rolls by Then before we know it It’s bedtime again One, two, three hit the hay While I sit with my pen I think about the day About the week that went by My to-do list topples…
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Friday night zzzz’s
Another Friday at home, My little ones and I We eat our burgers and rings While our movie rolls by Then before we know it It’s bedtime again One, two, three hit the hay While I sit with my pen I think about the day About the week that went by My to-do list topples…
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Night out with the boys
A Saturday with the kids, catching up from my time away. They ran around at the McDonalds with the play place, creating gangs of good guys and bad guys with random strangers. I watched with amazement as the culture of childhood surpassed the boundaries of strangers and age, as every child in the shrieking shack…
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Home again
Home. My interlude by the sea almost forgotten although it was only a few hours ago, I quietly crawled into bed to the warmth of my loved ones. The soft sound of little breaths, a whistle and a snore filled the air, while he dreams sweetly beside me. They missed me, as always, but I’m…