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She sorts through
ribbons and buttons
bobby pins
crocheted lace
memories of her mother
tied up in a bow.
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© 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posts Tagged ‘mothers’
Present – (a Shadorma)
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged crochet, gift, lace, memories, mothers, poem, Poetry, ribbons, Shadorma on October 26, 2017| 27 Comments »
Son Sets
Posted in Poetry 1990's, Poetry for children, tagged Children, growing up, mothers, nesting dolls, nostalgia, perception, poem, Poetry, sons, vision on December 5, 2014| 26 Comments »
Like those nesting dolls
in graduated sizes
my sons became
encased each year
inside of bigger boys.
Now grown and sealed
inside tall men
they’re unaware
I still see through
a mother’s eyes
to all those younger little boys
still playing deep inside.
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(c) 1992, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
Son Sets – 2011 posting
Posted in Poetry 1990's, Poetry for children, tagged Children, mothers, nesting dolls, nostalgia, poem, Poetry, sons, vision on September 3, 2011| 2 Comments »
Like those nesting dolls
in graduated sizes
my sons became
encased each year
inside of bigger boys.
Now grown and sealed
they’re unaware
I still see through
a mother’s eyes
to all those younger little boys
playing deep inside.
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(c) 1992, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
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