Sunday, March 14, 2010

Poetry Train: The Sad

Kylie and I
are snug in a recliner
watching Snow White
and the Seven Dwarfs.

When Snow White
is in her glass coffin,
I think of my mom
in pain and how close

she’s come to death.
Kylie wipes tears away.
She sniffles
and says, “Sometimes

the sad comes out
through my nose.”
I reach for a tissue
and give Kylie a hug.


Stan Ski said...

I feel it - stay strong.

Andy Sewina said...

Well recorded emotions!

Yousei Hime said...

Lovely and well written. Your child will cherish.

Dee Martin said...

Oh Linda, prayers and hugs. this made sadness come out through my nose too..

JP/deb said...

So lovely. The sweetness of a child's empathy is so beautifully displayed here.


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