unaware

he delights in the moments

that tie him to 

boy

just a little longer.

his deep places, still shallow

play, his art.

u n a w a r e

he is master craftsman.

and we share lifeblood,

so i marvel and savor,

and a w a r e 

i delight in the moments 

that tie him to

boy

.

.

.

just a little longer.

 

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5 minute breakfast poems

Sweet mercy, I've discovered another five-minute writing prompt this morning from the brilliance of Amy Turn Sharpe; this time, poetry, so my little heart did the loveliest song and dance in celebration.  

In case you can't tell, this is written with my youngest in mind, who had the audacity to turn 14 yesterday and grow ANOTHER inch since January!

 

 

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