Land of the free?I saw a sign today.A protester stating that the freedom“We the people” are grantedMeans they should be able to choose life,Their life,Above others. Land of the free?Yes, we are free— free to vote, free to pray,Free to love (sometimes),Free to walk, run, dance and sing. Land of the free—Not land of the …
I am not ready. Today when my child came home from school I turned off the TV andThe unending reports of scared children after yet another shooting.He curled up on my lap and didn’t notice the sudden lack of news.Instead, he hugged me tight and told me of his day. He hugged me tight, not …
My brother is many things:Charming, annoying, honorable, chivalrousFunny, playful, stubborn, oh so stubborn andIncredibly smart— of mouth and brain.Having a friend isn’t quite the same as having a sibling.There’s just something more and different and if you’re luckyA very special bond that defies all.Having a brother, well, that’s a strange and wonderful thing.It’s like having …
Snuggles on a Saturday morning are the best.Warm, sweet child molded into my side,A contented smile on his faceAs we watch a favorite movieAnd I drink my tea.The occasional hug,The cheerful laugh,And mischievous grinAs slowly, ever so slowly he shiftsWatching me closely from beneath his fringe.Wow! Such cold feet! 2 Nov 2019
Winter is early this year.The wet, cold snow blowsFiercely as we wander fromHouse to house—Weather only curbs our urchins.Their quest for joy fulfilled.Yet, as the slush streaks sideways inStrong winds that could liftAn Umbrella and whisk us away,They laugh and vie for the next piece.Until we near the house…Suddenly the promise of warmth,Hot chocolate, cupcakes …
I really thought I wouldn’t say that.The catch phrase of this and thatThe common tropes of parenthood-All those things our parents saidSeemed so far off from who I thoughtThat I would become. It’s Generational, I thought.It wasn’t going to meWho would reutter those phrases.I wasn’t just meant to beThat “kind” of parent. My grandma laughed …
It’s a strange terrible world Where the kids on the playground Warn each other to be wary, To hesitate To not talk to you while your child is playing. These children, still in single digits Should not be so afraid of people on the playground Should not worry so much Or hesitate. Our children should …
Words are such a strange thing.What is in a word that gives itSuch power… How can one such thing holdThe meaning of a kissIn its outreaching hand, just a breathFrom your lips, and yet,In the next moment, be once againA simple wordFilled with innocent effervescence. We wield words with abandon;Tossing them about here and thereGiving …
It was your birthday today…Instead of griefI celebrated;Life,Friendship… Eternity in a grain of sand…The flames of your hair cascaded through my hand.Wherein this love my hope does lieWithin a child’s breath, sweet whisperers fly. Grieve no less, yet, fear no more.My heart allows a simple joy.Such a friendship in childhood madeThat even death does naught …
I am here Though you may not notice Above the trees I soar High within the clouds Looking down upon the earth. And so I guard you. The wind lifts my wings, I Coast down, my eyes closing As I sniff the warm spring air. Tilting my head, I come to land My hooves …
