Poetry

Perhaps? Maybe…

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Perhaps I could burrow your hands
to caress me lovingly,
to untangle these knots in my shoulders
that suddenly plague me.

Maybe I could burrow your lips
to kiss me tenderly,
from the nape of my neck, down my back,
and wherever else you please.

Perhaps I could burrow you ears
to listen to my heart beat,
to the rhythm that only we know,
to the tune that is oh so sweet.

Maybe I could burrow your heart
and keep it here close to mine,
to make me feel complete,
from now til the end of time.

Perhaps? Maybe…

 


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Contents compiled: April 2 2017
Originally published: April 3 2017
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The sweetest gift

the sweetest gifts
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I currently have 4 pears sitting in my fruit bowl as I patiently await their ripening.

My lovely munchkin doesn’t like pears but when they are handed out at school for a snack or with her school lunch she tucks them away in her lunchbox to bring home to me.

Munchkin:
I told my teacher you like pears, mom, so she says I can give them to you as a gift. Do you like your gifts?

Me:
Absolutely! I always love the gifts you bring and yes, I love pears! Thank you so much for thinking of me. (big smile and big hugs)

Munchkin:
You’re welcome, mom. (more hugs)

See, it’s the moments like these when being a parent feels the most rewarding. When the sleepless nights, the screaming (why do they scream when they play?), the insane tantrums that drive us bonkers, the stress when they won’t listen, the aggravation when they break everything, the worry when they’re sick… This is when it all seems worth it, FINALLY!

To all you parents out there, here’s to enjoying the good days and hope they soon outnumber the bad not so good ones!

Wishing you all a fantastic day.

Hugs,
A.

 


Contents written: November 18 2015 | Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises