on a rain-cleared dawn
I slept with Edith Piaf
and W.D Auden
The bed blanket old
bore the brunt well
Wet washing dried
to a French-bread smell
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| Characteristic cards, reflecting three very different, equally cool kids |
Three kids awoke
no longer young.
Twenty times spoke,
Happy Mothers' Day Mum
Cards for the laughs
and the heart felt prose
With thanks and hopes
for the fingers and toes
Poetry, politics,
photographs too
A world in a book,
a box chocolate to chew
An African violet
to brighten the loo
On the day that remembers
shines bluer than blue
We walk in the sun
climb the hills and the troughs
Our family of five,
timeless trove, nothing lost
Give thanks to this world
it knows what to do
Makes a mother of me
and a sweet child of you
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