8.22.2016

Hoodie Heart

Child:
Chilly,
I pulled on
your blue sweatshirt.
Zipped up, it fit well!
I wish I could capture
forever your reaction,
beaming at me, recognizing
yourself in grown-up me,
           your mother
beaming back at you,
           wishing this would last.

Late entry for Kerry’s Micro-Poetry prompt in The Garden.

14 comments:

  1. sweetness all wrapped up in this poem

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  2. Luv the ending, that's why we have memories

    Much love...

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  3. "... if you want it, here it is Come and get it
    But you'd better hurry 'cause it's going fast
    ," Beatles.
    Awww, mother and child reunion. Nice.
    The kids also change, my advice, full of hope, give them something for warm memories of you two. I remember sitting and talking with my grandmother while Mom was at Grandma's house washing clothes. As a preteen I rember Mom chasing me with a broom, I was laughing as I ran.
    ..

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  4. parents live through their children,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,the sweet bond pure of all.............

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  5. It is such a gift to be able to capture such moments in words. Beautiful!

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  6. Oh I do love this.. to just for a moment see it that way... alas I only see the faint memories of my father in the mirror.

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  7. I wish I had a photograph of the big knowing smile on his face when I put on his sweatshirt and zipped it up. Priceless!!!

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  8. All zipped up for the memory, blue and smiles and the mirror of each other.

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  9. Memories, more transient than sweatshirts. Ah, life...and ah, this!

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  10. What a wonderful moment – well captured.

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  11. A mother's approval is always given without any thoughts to the contrary! Rightly so Marian!

    Hank

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