Thursday Poetry: Coraline


 

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Your first cry

Made me so much older,

Another generation

In the fold.

New chances for me to bend my body

In kindness

And play.

To lift

A miracle

And wonder when she’ll

Call me grandad

And how she’ll smooth

My rough edges.

 

That you’re here

Is all that matters,

Coraline.

 

 

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  1. Susan Brissenden-Smith Avatar
    Susan Brissenden-Smith

    nice – what a gift

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  2. 67steffen Avatar
    67steffen

    The best…thanks. And have a merry one.

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  3. Betsy Brown Avatar
    Betsy Brown

    Rich,

    A beautiful poem! You need to frame it for her so she always knows how you feel. It made tears come to my eyes.

    Betsy

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  4. 67steffen Avatar
    67steffen

    Good idea. Thanks.

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