Category Archives: Family

Careful Again

I’m being really careful yet again,for though I never dropped the mask and space,I did relax the isolation whenI’d had my shots. I dared to then embrace.I dined inside and laughing, face to face,and saw the wraith of normalcy emerge.But … Continue reading

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Burning the Old

A scented candle you presented mea year ago, or maybe 2 years back,has sat beside my loveseat handily,where I ignited it when skies were blackand air was cold. The new one you just gaveinspired me to light the old and … Continue reading

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Where We Went

Like dominos cascading one by one,our socializing plans are toppled now.That party organized to be such funis cancelled, and our prudence won’t allowme on a plane until this surge has runits course, until it’s safe to mass somehow.We found a … Continue reading

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One Day at a Time

I don’t know if I’ll see you in two days.I might not visit Mom as planned this week.A plane may fly without me – prudence staysat home, perhaps, to skirt the latest peak.Alone today I duck contagion’s ways –tomorrow I … Continue reading

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Catty

Her mother didn’t meet her loving need.She fed the baby and she clothed the child,but feelings were a theme she didn’t heed –her daughter’s pain was never reconciled.She wouldn’t host a longing or a pet.All practical, she shopped and cleaned … Continue reading

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Covid Positive

Although his pre-school’s closed for 14 days,a teacher tested positive, we hear.So now we follow protocols. He staysat home and monitored, lest signs appear.The family gets tested – in a weekwe’re okay to assemble and embrace,if neither test results nor … Continue reading

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Concentration

I concentrated on my kin last week.I occupied less space and wrote few lines.I funded meals and didn’t try to speak.I paid attention to some odd designs.I took less space than when I bide at home.I barely read and didn’t … Continue reading

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A Small Difference

Our mothers are identical in waysthat no one sane would ever brag about.They’re narcissistic fixers who don’t praise;they’re shoppers who would gladly drag us outto malls or outlets anxious to exchangethe bulk of stuff they brought home recently.They think they’re … Continue reading

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Head Cold

I caught the cold my grandkids tossed around.There’s no escaping 7 months or 4years old – we saw, we hugged and kissed and clowned,in chair and couch and rolling on the floor.A little ill, I’m willing still for more.Although since … Continue reading

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The Fixer’s Future

The mother was a fixer all her life,who taught her little girl to people-watchfor make-overs, and labor as a wiferepairing every incidental botch.She’d walk into a room and redesignin mind the furniture and color scheme.Maintaining that she couldn’t draw a … Continue reading

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