If I had a favourite
— which I don’t —
it would be who?
I twice had a favourite person
that is true
this made things simpler
yet more difficult, times two
My life was in his hands
of that, he knew
that kind of pressure
breaks a thing in two
If I had a favourite child
— well, I cannot —
would it be you?
The first sun that shone
into my heart
all new
If I had a favourite child
— it’s not allowed —
it would be you
the best and brightest thing
I ever knew
untarnished, perfect
glowing, sunny you
If I had a favourite
— no-one does! —
it would be true
that when you ceased to love me
I felt through
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So touching, and beautiful, if a little bittersweet. I would like to have seen the progression of the feeling as the child grows, it feels a little like it is missing a middle.
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Thanks JeP, will consider that. I don’t know why I’ve gone back to such simple words and rhymes…
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Hi Catherine, Lovely poem (about —, I’m guessing). Also was impressed by your Covid poem regarding skin, touch, airplane aisles! Very relatable and quirky.
You are doing fine work.
Hope all is manageable for you and family in this brave new world. It is not such a hard time for introverts and dreamers… an opportunity even for globally-sanctioned solitude and quietude. XxHeather
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Thanks so much Heather…this is a very taboo subject! I was hesitant to post for that reason, and also the technical simplicity. But glad you liked!
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