Theresa Ann Moore
Matthew And Nolan - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
Today we are celebrating Matthew’s birthday.
He is four years old; it is time for fun and cake.
His cousins and some friends have come to play.
Children enthusiastically blend without a break.
The sun-drenched deck and backyard are inviting.
Multi-layered conversations are currently evolving.
Youngsters love seeing one another; it is so exciting.
The dynamics of the expanding family are revolving.
After running in a spirited chase, Nolan collides…
Unfortunately, there has been a minor accident…
Above the festive atmosphere, Matthew loudly cries.
There are no curative words to stop or prevent.
Little Nolan is very sorry and he tells his mother so.
She comfortingly listens, and then reassuring advises.
Tell Matthew; he is the one who would like to know.
'I am really sorry that I hurt you, ' Nolan apologizes…
'I’ll be alright...' Matthew says, as he wipes away tears.
Nolan feels better too; although he is still slightly upset.
Soon the incident is forgotten, as the hurting disappears.
Smiles return and all is well; resilience is their best asset.
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