Remember twirling around on the swing set out back? Tummy on the swing, arms and legs hanging down, you’d walk in circles to wind the suspended chains around one another, like a rubber band wound up to fly a toy plane, and then lift your feet up, and zoom! Off you’d spin, around and around again, until the swing came to a brief suspension and then spun the other way. Read the rest of this entry
A little collection from the past year or so:
“Don’t eat your tiara, honey.”
“It’s probably not a good idea to put a straw in the cup with the lizard.”
“Stop worrying about whether you’ll get in trouble or not, and tell me the truth: Where is your fish?”
“Your poop is huge and bright green because you’ve been eating too much candy and not enough green vegetables.”
“Yeah, I’m sure the birds are gonna love the way you put the red berries on sticks all along the driveway there.”
“Really, it’s okay. We would never ask you to go upstairs if there was an elephant up there.”
“You can’t “unpromise!” You already got your part of the deal!”
Catch some of your words to kids and share them with us (hit comments button).
Joan T. Warren
fifteen
heading up the street
toward heavy traffic
stroller with baby inside
thinking it should end right here
for her, for me, end the suffering
what if it fails
what if only one of us dies
what if one is paralyzed
what about the person who hits us
will i kill them too
or torture them forever
what if it’s a whole family
or two
wiping the tears
calming the thought
turning around
i go home
i went home
as much as i hated it
the despair
stuck here
in this hell hole
no one cares
but
i found a way
i am so glad i stuck it out
i hope you will too
stick around.
JoanTWarren
In gratitude and response to this wonderful blog event:
Joan T. Warren: Heart to Heart 