come in from the cold
wrap yourself in sister love
safe from the harsh world
Author: lovizmytrio
Wash Out
one stinging comment
can easily spoil fun
on a rainy day
girls can be so mean
how can i raise three sweet ones
with the right manners?
the struggle’s real
as all the teens like to say
but i need answers
(later they giggled,
stood in the cold rain talking,
glad to have new friends)
there is always hope
that today’s words will drain down
with drops of remorse
Still Worth It
two days of labor
(grunt work for those unwilling
to use elbow grease)
and yet, it’s Christmas:
mixer, platters, and dishes
we’ve lived years without
back to our dream house
where toil pays us back
with soft purring fur
Sprung Upon
a single email
can spring up late Friday tears
i’ve been holding in
friendship’s mystery
lies in glad discoveries
so easily lost
my heart aches and blooms
for all that i have… and don’t
(that’s how petals fall)
Spring Dreaming
it’s still surreal
that we live in this beauty
on a city block
Behind the Classroom Door
what seems like brightness
is a trick to bring more heat
to this hot classroom
what a way to start–
climb on toes, on stool, on desk
to shut those damn blinds
just one sacrifice
like the hundreds daily made
by every teacher
(and who designed these??
thirteen-foot-high hell windows,
bastards of the sun?)
this is my Wednesday:
rise before dawn to face light
i’d rather not see
Pluck the Season
first harvest now reaped
just in time for spring planting
and a spinach dip
Naughty Cat
a soiled morning
sprinkled with Monday chaos
at every corner
Happy Mother’s Day
caught in the stream bed
three beautiful growing girls
who made me a mom
Refocus
when you’re trapped by gloom
and unable to say why
refocus your lens
you might catch a glimpse
of golden sunlit peaks;
a stand-alone tree
spring rain bringing food
(hidden in these rays, raindrops)
to a front range ranch
refocus your lens–
windows will open your eyes
to a clearer view
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