Emotions on her sleeve
she sniffs a lifetime of words
blows out a breath and
commences to speak
All anxiety vanquished
by a picture flowing off her tongue
A pane of painted tempered glass
protects the poet from evil winds
It’s all a loss she wrote
Time will heal these wounds
A time capsule of emotions
bound within pages
Amanuensis Sobriquet-Reverie 
Perhaps she will be a poet like her mama? 🙂
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I never know with my children. So artsy and athletic. Right now Girly likes to laugh and twirl while going up and down on the trampoline.
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So Beautiful are these words
If they see you writing and painting
Chances are their chances
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Thank you dear Sheldon! I can hope for happiness as they choose whatever their hearts desire.
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