Stevie Taite

Rookie (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Mother And Daughter - Poem by Stevie Taite

Not so cunning as a fox
My curious daughter went uninvited into my jewellery box

She left a trail of clues so clear
That said she had explored my gear

But a memory was unfolded
I didn't question, I left her unscoulded

I remember having the same obsession
With my own mothers precious  possessions

It made a smile wash over, with pounding heart beats.
Mother and daughter, for ever and ever and history repeats!


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2012



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