Category Archives: Family

Northern Slippers

It’s cooler here at night, and darker too,and though the rain’s refreshing to behold,I’m far away from what I like to doto cushion me and counteract the cold.But I’ve been often here, within the foldof family, and I’ve left things … Continue reading →

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Surplus Plus

I always knew I’d marry and I thoughtI’d have a baby to complete my life.I wedded N and soon we had a daught-er followed by a son, but time as wifewas not vocation I could well sustain:I fantasized my husband’s … Continue reading →

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Talking to a Four Year Old

They keep on asking him “Did you have fun?”He answers “yes” because that seems to please,like when they shoot and bid him to say “cheese.” It’s not my place to quarrel – he’s their son –but empty questions beg polite … Continue reading →

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Testing Testing Testing

Awaiting Covid test results for someI love who feel a little off this date,who operate with different rules of thumbregarding symptoms likely to abate,I plan to amble over, through their gate,and into rooms I’m sure are clean enough.I’ll let the … Continue reading →

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Grands

Of course the grands are relatively old,and vary in their states of health and vim,but each of them is better self-controlledthan in their young adulthood – now they swimin tempered hormones – nothing hot or cold –and have the time … Continue reading →

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Marriage PR

I’m sure you’ve known some couples like his folks –long-married, incompatible, and old,no longer sharing attitudes or jokes,their interactions silent, often cold.The husband seems an easy-going guy.The wife appears judgmental, brusque, or sad.You wonder they’re together – how and whydoes … Continue reading →

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My Old Gal

There was an old gal from back Eastwho lusted to fix me, at least.She longed to redoall my teeth and hairdo:my mother – critique-loving beast.

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To Move to Plan

I woke improved in back but at loose ends.My early morning path was no more clearthan smoky sky above and murky trendsof culture skirting chaos, hemming fear.I wanted to depart by 10, from here,to travel west for toddler play and … Continue reading →

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Day 8

Five lovely days with 5 I like a lot,and then an afternoon amid 4 more,all finished with a Sunday brunch we gotwhere Mom’s recovering – back on her floorbut slower, with a walker – not a chorebut still a stressor. … Continue reading →

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Stupid Like McCarthy

The adult children set a policy:to come to them their folks must pre-arrangea baby visit. Maybe historyaccounts for what appears to be so strange,or lack of sleep or normal hormone storm,but now the olds have taken such offense,their heated indignation … Continue reading →

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