Friday, January 22, 2010

My Artful Mothering.

Rounded, plump, glistening globe
Hovering in the forest of lashes
Reflecting Heart words and Soulful cries
Ready to tumble down the slope
Of his solar kissed cheek
Followed by siblings, rioting
with emotions and pain
Racing from his ache and worry
Swept back by my fingertips
To the temples of his crown
Covered by maternal blessings
Making the bastards disperse
From the Kaleidoscope of Alex's Mind


Lisa 10:04 PM  

Did you write this??! This is GREAT.

<=/ You know what I mean.


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