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Poem for my toddler. Free verse |
| Screaming your little face red Fifth time around the track I don't mind Mad as the day you were born Nap time a curse word I don't mind Concerned and scandalized faces Arms and legs fighting off Demons or sleep I don't mind I blinked one day and you were Three feet tall Braids in your hair Bouncing on Rebox Tomorrow I will blink again And you'll be six foot Like your father Cap and gown Car keys U-Haul and apartment fees No more stroller Warm days like these So I don't mind |