Golden hour
Madhanala Shaila Prasad
Golden hour reminded by gone days,
Tit- bits of being together
Still fresh as love at first sight
Courtship days filled with hope and sorrow
Travelled all the way as Adam and Eve
Till heavenly one bestow an angle
Day in and day out no other to do
Each day fell too short to
Narrate how she grew
Cloths that she put on
Alerted mere childhood
A quality time to hangaround
Material world would allow me
Conquer the world around
But, not at the cost of
Flitting childhood days of angle.
I want to be in your arms forever,
Resting my head on your lovely chest
I want to be a baby again
In your warm cuddle and embrace
Oh my goodness, cheer o cheer, lights in the trees, along porches, and an angel on high,
Tiny flutters by and by, little hand, little feet, kick kick kick, fly little boy, fly oh so my.
Stretch and yawn like the sun that rises oh so high, suck your thumb or close your eyes,
I love you with all of my heart my sweet little boy, I hope you reach for the sky so high.
Your brother awaits with love and guidance, awaits to show you the world we make ours,
He loves you more than you can imagine, more than the stars and more than the moon,
If you come soon, your dad is ready and awaits your little cry, you will be here oh so soon,
I just can't wait to see your eyes, touch your soft hair, feed that little tummy, in your room.
Soft jammies with little soft socks while snuggled in blankies, keep warm my baby,
The cold wind whips threw the night like hungry wolves, so bitter yet so dramatic,
I can't wait to hold your little body in my arms, keep you warm and away from harm,
I'll protect you with my life, my child, never fear, your family is here as your forever alarm.
Wreaths of spruce, pinecones, and a red bow, you're here the perfect time of the year,
Snow that sparkles in the moonlight, Snow that crunches under our boots, hot chocolate,
The silence of the night that never grows old, I cannot wait for your story to unfold,
I cannot wait to pull you and your brother in the snow, in a little sled, have no fear,
You came at just the right time of the year, I am filled with tears, I get to enjoy just you.
"Don't get so frustrated,
it's only a book,
or a few words
that you threw,
hoping they might stick.
Sound familiar?
Surreal,
especially if you've stuck with it.
Life can be funny like that,
in fact, it is,
that the same things
seem to alwaus happen
to people who may wish
it wasn't the case;
assuming it's negative.
Once you give it a second
to process,
it's wild to think
the same exact advice
you give
is the opposite
of how you live
your own life.
Some advice...
Twice now I've had to step in.
To stop the golden desires
of sundrops on skin,
forbidden,
when there has already been seeds sown,
a tree has been growing,
and now there's doubt,
the axe lays on its side
nearby. Nearly every time,
it can hurt to cry,
but not if infidelity
is the reason why. At least,
let's hope
that's not the case.
I'd hate to see the fallout,
it'd be all over the place."
Summer 2000
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins
Wow! A bundle of joy
Great times
Gorgeous smiles
You're having a baby boy
Give the kid hugs and kisses
Have a great time with your baby
Soon he'll find a misses
So share this time to talk
To share secretes with
Take pictures
Because soon he'll be crawling
Soon that'll be a myth
Bacause soon he'll be walking
Memories are forever
You'll never want them to end
A baby boy
What are you going to name him
Once he hits one
He'll have lots of toys
He will have temper tantrums
Yes your little sweet boy
So remember to pamper him
Soon he'll be a big boy
He wont be your little one
Make sure you take him to the shore
One day soon he'll come home with a lady
Give him all the love
Don't worry he'll always want more
You're his one and only mom
You're the one he'll adore
A baby boy
Thats great news
Make sure you make a shelf
For all his shoes
Have fun....
With all the crazy times
Because with your baby boy
Joy will never be done
He'll look like you
That's not a false statement
It'll be true
You watch
When he is born
You two will be a perfect match
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Slightly obscured, she nurses the newborn,
Suckling slowly on curds and way
His little belly full, he falls asleep...
Dreaming only, of the next buffet.
Something happened to me and it was extreme.
As I was aborting a baby, it let out a loud scream.
The scream was heart-wrenching and it was chilling.
It was terrifying and I certainly didn't like the feeling.
There were no ifs, ands, or maybes.
I decided to stop aborting babies.
I can still hear that baby's horrible scream.
I would give anything if it was only a dream.
It was an experience that I truly deplore.
I decided then and there not to abort babies anymore.
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you may
love her
hate her
curse her
leave her
hit her
rob her
hurt her
lie to her
cheat her
ignore her
belittle her
betray her
slay her
degrade her
but the fact is,
you came into existence
asking to live,
and she had many opportunities to run from you,
and erase your life,
and she did not run from you,
and so therefore, no matter how much you
are tempted to blame her
for your own unhappiness,
the blame will always be shared with one other
person.
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you.
© 2013
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