Mother And Her Son Poem by Nathan Rubio
Mother And Her Son
untamable, uncontrollable, unpredictable
the soft breeze
makes a small boys nose unable
to do anything but sneeze
a wondrous time
to play in the open air
making small chimes
a woman so fiar
calls the little man in
after he does
she tickles his chin
he gives her a hug
she responds with a kiss
he puts his blocks into a pile
they will never miss
the other’s smile
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4/18/2024 5:25:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
thank you and that was what i was thinking when i wrote it