Tagged: son
because there is no
because there is no
end to a mother’s wisdom, we
can’t help but lean in
.
20170514:2218
y
even this morning,
even this morning,
i am hearing for the first
time the tale of grandpa,
bringing home
a pot of Madagascar
periwinkle, and how
his business thrived
for as long as the
garden blossomed
and his seven
buds bloomed
.
20150926:1328
y
for years, my father
for years, my father
rose before sunrise so that
we could sleep soundly –
we flourished in certainty
when love was something simple
.
20140615:1338
y
daddy’s girl
daddy’s girl,
father’s son,
the luck of the
draw, though we
are the lucky ones
.
20121011:0836
y
son after son
son after son
after son,
they all sport
your elusive
curls
.
20101020:2241
y
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