tinette holmes


can I step back to the child that i was
to see through their eyes, to love how they love
when I was small my life fed my soul
with all life before me and no worries at all
in my children i see myself
when sometimes i slip off my so grown up shelf
they need my little girl with her mischiviousnes
with her brashness and humor in her calico dress
come to play hide and seek with the mama they know

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