adult children (number 1)

adult children (number 1)

A Poem by SkinlessFrank

my

adult children

have become cuddly now

 

they plop themselves

down

on the couch

 

next to me

wedged in tight

and heavy

against

my side

 

© 2016 SkinlessFrank


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-- oh, am so glad to read the first part... -- very magical work... brimming with a universe of affection and adoration...

Posted 8 Years Ago


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This is cozy=warm and full of heart smiles, SF :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


cuddly like a grizzly ya mean.... hahahahaaha.

Posted 9 Years Ago


You did good dad! Its called affection...kids give what they want...lots of warmth sounds like to me!

Posted 10 Years Ago


I like to think of my dad being cuddly, and me being the cuddler.

Sweet little poem about one of the nicer things in life.

Beccy.




Posted 10 Years Ago


there is much joy here in this warmth and contentment.. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


simple and nice....good job

Posted 10 Years Ago


sending you my biggest 'amen'

Posted 10 Years Ago


I liked reading this from the adults point of view. Nice job :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Says a lot to be older and not push. Shows that true love was taught to them. In 11 lines, you bring in what true love from a child is. Short and to the point, no puns intended, this is a great piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on December 26, 2012
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SkinlessFrank
SkinlessFrank

Glen Sutton, Quebec, Canada



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A Poem by SkinlessFrank



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