my daughter, my daughter
oh what have you done
to your long hair
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my son, oh my son
why have you grown
- so quiet
silently snow falls
covering the village path
- silence falls
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noisy jenny wren
chirping at day break
noisy, so noisy
sings early in the morning
oh so, so early
oh spring, oh spring
how I long for you
- oh spring
A great series --- longing for spring too --- an ache in the first two.
ReplyDeleteAnd I love your quilted Jenny Wren! :)
Thanks! The wren is from my 60 day bird challenge last year. I auctioned some of them, including this one for relay for life.
DeleteThese are simply wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThank you, glad you enjoyed.
DeleteThe question to the son caught me by surprise. Great write!
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thanks - i like that one because of all the possibilities for answers from death to maybe a little one sneaking candy, or a teen mad at the world........
DeleteThe one about the daughter sounds like a country song.. so many great repetitions here.
ReplyDeleteThanks. In reality it should say...
Deleteoh daughter, oh daughter
please brush your long hair
oh please, please, please
A great series ... the first two poems reminded me also of a folk song I once heard.
ReplyDeleteThanks! -I'd like to hear the folk song.
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