I Dreamed the Color of Her Words
my belly rounded.
Tiny foot kicks
independence.
‘Do-by-self, Mom’
in the making.
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my belly rounded.
Tiny foot kicks
independence.
‘Do-by-self, Mom’
in the making.
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What memories this poem evokes. Thanks, Pam!
Thank you, Nancy. I was walking yesterday and saw children and parents out. Saw all sorts of little ‘do-by-selves’ and thought of my baby girl, now grown. Just sent it to her and was pleased at her pleasure!
Love this memory! It’s tough raising independent kids!
oh my what a lovely lovely poem!
I love this, Pam! That independence “kicks in” quite early.
What a fantastic title leading into such a sweet poem!
love your title
Made me smile.
What a mother knows.
Beautiful
Thanks so much y’all!