Oops. That title sounds like dish-washing detergent. Hahaha….
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I danced sunlight into
The windowless kitchen
Our baby on my hip
Laughing as I whirled
Between the stove and table
My broken feet ignored
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Sunlit rainbows and leaves the
Philodendron and sweet potato
A forest of hearts trailing
Shelves and cupboards you
Carried tomorrow in a box
Away for generously sharing
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You ate from the center
Consuming my heart my food
For the baby the older children
I cooked more danced more sang
While starving I told stories
Nourished by laughter and smiles
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I danced sunlight into
The windowless kitchen
Our baby on my hip
Laughing as I whirled
Between the stove and table
My broken feet ignored
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Bear . . . 06.19.2014
ⓒBearspawprint 2014.
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I love this one, I remember similar moments, whirling in my kitchen, a baby on my hip, an older one banging on pots. Lovely journey to the past.
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🙂 🙂
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Thanks, Nomzi 🙂
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Lol. Fantastic and vibrant Bear 🙂
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Thank you, Nomzi. Dunno what happened. I just found you comment in the spam folder, and unspammed it.
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Super that you found it 🙂
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Beauty in all you write
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Why thank you.:-)
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