14th Picture

My writing group prompt for this day was to take the 14th picture on my phone and write about it. In the middle of the night I counted my pictures and these words found me. Who knew the assignment would lead to tears of joy?  


For My Daughter

To observe you watching 
with a mother’s eyes,

to see, hear and feel

a joyful symphony

of papable love 

floating on raindrops 

of gentle warmth.

Oh dear sweet girl of mine

my heart swells 

with the memory 

of the dance I did

at the news of you

and with today’s joy,

this beautiful boy

that we watch together

with mothers’ eyes.



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