Out the Window
Face in the clouds
a gorgeous geisha
disappears before my eyes.
You’re gorgeous!
No! You’re gorgeous!
My twins, age 4
shout sweet insults
wiggle waggle
wiggle waggle
time flies by
taken back again by
the sight of a tree
how I tried to sway
precious Lil
the new house was better than a farm
since, like Land Before Time
star shaped leaves-tree stars
could be seen right outside her window.
Don’t eat them though Littlefoot!
(Lil was a plant eater)
Those aren’t tree stars
she side eyed me,
unconvinced
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As usual, you make a picture, innocent, childlike and maternal at the same time.
“the new house was better than a farm”….hard to convince Littlefoot of that. Great poem
I agree with Amy. The wandering back and forth between childhood and adult is very nice.