Oh little feet how do you pitter patter
Along the wooden floor
Gathering all the dog hair, fluff
and god knows what more
No matter how much I hoover
There’s always more beneath
Your tiny little sausage toes
And squidgy little feet
Category: Children
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How lucky we are to be loved
By a mother who has such strength
She watches us destroy her body
Yet still bears fruit for our fists to clench
She brings the water to our mouths
And doesn’t flinch when we spit
We kill all her children
Yet she holds our fire delicately lit
How she encourages us to grow
Leading by example
Displaying her grace
As we continue to trample
Her guidance ignored
As our greedy hands grow
Mother will soon punish us
Do you want it to be so? -
It’s cold out mummy
Can we go inside?
Not right now hunny
We can’t ruin the surprise
It’s getting dark mummy
How long do we wait?
Not long hunny
This surprise is gonna be great!
I’m really hungry mummy
Can we go soon?
We’ll go soon hunny
Look up at the moon
I’m getting tired mummy
Can I go to bed?
Not yet hunny
Curl up under this bush instead
We’re still here mummy
Did we stay all night?
Yes we did hunny
Everything will be alright -
The swallow came and rest upon the gravestone
It closed its eyes and felt the captain there
An old friend looking out over the landscape
Smoking his pipe and perfuming the air
It missed the warmth it felt seeing the ship at sea
It wondered if the captain would ever sail again
Or would he be a swallow too or even a shark
An eternity on land, a hell it could not construe
Why did they put you in the ground?
Surely you were better suited at sea?
How did they not know your wishes?
Your daughter cries aimlessly
For hours she sits beside you and waffles
On about abandonment and grief
Her mother never loved and what happened
Was a child growing up with no relief
She never understood why you left them
Her mother never told her the truth
So in death she doth grab you and hold you close
Making up for the time absent in her life
She tells tales of watching the waves roar
Sunsets while flights of swallows dance
Meandering the rocks and the cliff edge
Hoping to see a fair captain in the distance
I watched her grow on the pebbles
Feeling her way across the shore
Launching her message in a bottle
And now kneeling beside you on the floor
The swallow fluttered above the gravestone
Bid adieu to his land bound friend
Until next time Captain he signaled
And back to the sea it flew -
What would I do if you left me now?
How would I feel all alone?
Riddled with guilt not knowing your side
Perfection is far from this home
My days would be spent wet and distraught
Eleven years gone with speed
When I compare others frolicking in forests ahead
And you following my lead
Slave to my routine I do not think twice
Yet saviour came in a child
For company for you
Now I have two
Beings chained dragging behind
I wish I could stop
And be more aware
It catches me when you’re weak
How wonderful you are
And blind I am
That you could be gone in a blink.
This pattern I have I wish it could stop
I wish I could slow right down
I wish I could take myself out of this robot
And play with you both on the ground
I’m working on it, my journey is long
I don’t know how I got so lost
My mind corrupt by germs and dirt
My heart glazed with frost
Yet there is no being I love more on earth
Than you my loyal baby
Since 12 weeks old you’re by my side
And perfect in every way
I love the way you smell of cheese
And chomp at our visitors
I love the expressions on your face
And how you both act like sisters
I do not deserve such a beauty like you
My guilt grows every day
The fear that looms like vulture
As I watch more hairs turn grey
Thank you for the reminder
I’m sorry I am
I wish I was a better person
I’m working on it
Really I really am
To be more in the present. -
Did I know when she was born
The impact she would make?
Could I even quantify the light
The love that radiates beyond
Walls & miles
Linking two beings out of sight?
In her shadow a memory
Those innocent eyes
The warmth of her tiny hand
The moments lost and wasted
The guilt of time that could
Have been better planned
Yet all is not lost
It is simply a break
My princess is not gone forever
When she returns I hope
To be more organised
So we can enjoy this life
As we planned together
To meander the waters
Writing our tales
Exploring pastures new
And settle we will when we find
Our house upon the hill.
(02/01/2023)
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