Daughter asks:
‘What we havin’
For breakfast–
OH I LOVE
Cornbread!’
She interrupts herself and I find
I am
Her
and
My mother
and Me
Now
And years passed
All at once.
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Writer. Demand Poet.
Daughter asks:
‘What we havin’
For breakfast–
OH I LOVE
Cornbread!’
She interrupts herself and I find
I am
Her
and
My mother
and Me
Now
And years passed
All at once.
Comments are closed.
Wow, love this! We wrote a similar #smallstone today
I saw this on the river of stones and really liked it.