these rare teen moments
everyone together; joy
minus jobs, school, stress
i’ve tried hard for grins
as hard as they are to earn
(teen reality)
my mother’s birthday
surrounded by flowers, kids,
laughter in all forms
what you don’t see here:
picking rhubarb in the rain
for salvation pie
a rare, masked smile
his first roller coaster ride
our life’s hills, splashes
entrepreneur
winning with her lemonade
even as a teen
three-thirty a.m.
my oldest’s footsteps. good steps.
intentional steps.
this is not a moon.
this is a lunar eclipse.
(Super-Flower-Blood)
and she’ll be gone soon.
(no early-morning steps).
and i. am. eclipsed.
shadows of loss win
the afternoon shines bright.
(we still have our moon)
the best time of year
is strawberry-rhubarb pie
(yes, it's a season)
baked by my daughter
the sweet and sour combo
shines as bright as spring
graduation day
bleeds into normal doldrums
(life's quick, painful truths)
she graduates now
my baby girl, all grown up
in this Red Rock Land
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