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My sons tower over me

by The Cheesesellers Wife

My sons tower over me
making me feel like I have shrunk
the eldest shares stories  of University
some I’d rather not hear

Spontaneous hugs envelop  me
protective and loving
we smile over stories of their boyhood
adventures while walking to school
playing at Orcs  in the woods
chasing waves on a North Sea beach
then travelling home soaked through
that time in the fountain…

I  am grateful for the gifts of love and joy
that they bring me
many times unknowingly
am happy when the house
fills with the deep laughter of young men

Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond

https://thecheesesellerswife.wordpress.com/2019/07/13/my-sons-tower-over-me/

 

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Posted on August 3, 2019 at 8:21 AM in Kim, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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2 Comments to “My sons tower over me”

    
  1. Phillip Scott
    August 3, 2019 at 1:40 PM

    Wonderful expression of the complications of parenthood!

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