Tag Archives: Family

Wild One

Wild One

Even your eyes are wilder. Dark green at the edges, golden green near the inner core. Yours are larger than your sister or brother’s blues. More excitable, more curious. You and yours are more eager. Your eyes don’t speak worry. All your eyes concern themselves with is finding the source to achieve your daily chocolate… Read more

Robins

Robins

Rain falls down. Dripping on and soaking my exposed belly with you inside as I walk the path. The ditch teems with water, swirling, swooshing to the lower river. And there, it bursts and flows, as the cows gather at its edge, watching me out of the corner of their eye. I walk with you,… Read more

Moments

Moments

Sleep in on a Sunday, and then honour a wish to hold them tight. Because the dirty dishes can go unwashed. Because the floor can be swept later on, and because the yogurt can go on living in their hair just a couple hours or a day more. Their socks needn’t match. Respect your combined… Read more

Fairy dust, flowers and feathers

Fairy dust, flowers and feathers

Yours is the tutu with the cut edges and dirt stains across its front. It sits there in the horse pasture as they walk around it, waiting for your return. The house is quiet without you here the past couple days. There are no potions upon the floor, no toothpaste smears across the doors and… Read more

Summer feels

Summer feels

Four babies in a tent in a sun-kissed slumber. The rain pelts on the pitched tent as the sun meets the sky’s horizon. It’s 5:30am, and as they sleep, I keep watch. The ground rumbles and the sky lets out a flashy crack, but still, the two two year olds, my Millie and my niece,… Read more

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