Thursday, February 3, 2011

Snow Days Home with Mommy...

marshmallows drop
like snowflakes into her cup-
we practice counting


mittens hang
from the mantle, and I, on
her every word...


epiphany-
icicle rhymes
with tricycle

6 comments:

  1. Nice group. Gentle, but not sentimental.

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  2. You love of being a mommy just cries out in every word. Your children are fortunate to have you.

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  3. Each one is lovely by itself.
    All three together, perfect.

    They all say love.

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  4. Kristin!
    __Seems you've been quite content with those snow-days... there's an certain lilt in this group!

    _m

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  5. An excellent set Kristin. The second poem here is one of the most moving I have read in a while.

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  6. Oh, sweet friends! Thank you all so much for your kind comments. This set meant a lot to me as I wrote it. With the anticipation of our second baby's arrival growing and growing, I have found myself falling in love with my little girl more and more as well. She's going to be a wonderful big sister and she's such a gift.

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