She sits wrapped in a towel,
trying to stay warm in a poolside breeze.
Her children, a boy and girl,
swimming with wings holding her breath,
unable to feel what she feels.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
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- Pat Paulk
- Pat Paulk's poetry has appeared in numerous ezines, including Poetic Voices, The Sidewalk's End, WAH, Autumn Leaves, Banks Of The Little Miami. He resides in Atlanta, Ga. with his fianceé, and a black cat in need of exorcism.
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9 comments:
a beautiful, heart-warming piece!
that it is !
wonderful!
Magnificent...it's as if you are/were a mother!
I guess we'll never be able to have the feel of motherhood -- It amazes me each day.
beautifully done pat
Um, nice one, Pat. Great feel in this one and a powerful life observation as well.
Oh this is good Pat! Well-said.
So true! and I shall savor the moments when they come around again! Lovely sentiments!
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