A mother’s guilt gift to a
future man on her knee
is to enjoy his giggles, fun-loving mirth,
only to demand it back in his
trousers and school-books, his sullen smirk.
image credit: "Remember" by Telenous
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Showing posts with label guilt. Show all posts
3.6.10
Poem: "Guilt-Gift"
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
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