My Boys!

My Boys!

A Poem by Singing Bird
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The deliciously exciting and frightening touch on life with my boys.

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My Boys!

 

Mud and frogs all over the kitchen table.

The yabbies under the boys beds make me

think I might even be unstable!

 

Case moths hanging from the lounge room ceiling.

But it's the snails down the lavatory that send

me squealing.

 

Three boys in the house as you can see.

Can be such a complete handful even for me.

 

At times I'm unbelievably lost for words.

Some others I'm dying with laughter,

doubled up on the boards.

 

Even if the broken windows and carpet fires

leave in tears.

It's my heartfelt joy as they fling their arms around

my shoulders, and tell me they love me that make

up for any and all of my fears.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2013 Singing Bird


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Singing Bird
Singing Bird

Surat, Maranoa, Australia



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57year old Female. Been writing poetry since 1986. Am a jeweler. Work with glass, twisted wire and copper foil to make unique lamps, tea lites etc; Do healing art drawings. Sing for my supper. more..

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