Her song

Hap bir to you,” she croons
Smiling with delight at her song.
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It’s no one’s birthday today, yet
She happily shares her sweet serenade.
It’s one of the few things
We’ve come to expect from this
Our near-mute fifth little miniature fusion.
Comprehension has never been her problem,
But her philosophy, seemingly, is silence.
Perhaps, in her head, it’s golden.
I wonder what she’s left unsung.
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Inspired by Six Word Fridays, “sing”.

Grandma’s gift

Begin: When I was first married, We didn’t have much money then. I kept a corner store account With the owner and paid weekly. Counting coins was my daily task – Stretching funds we didn’t yet have. She recounted budgeting – house wife’s work. Scrubbing and polishing ancient furnishings new. Saving remnants of things children […]

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Mirror, mirror

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Shiny, it stands affixed before me Staring in silence, watching the house I draw closer, my image mimics My reflection is weary, is tired Lines feather out from drooping eyes In corners, crooked path awaiting tears Speckles of injury dot high cheeks Chins hug one another, seek attention Hair frizzies edge a creased forehead I […]

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drops of red

Just after school let out for the summer, I found myself sitting in my van. The light was red and the van idled. The sun was an eerie blaze ahead of me – one of those just before sunset glares.  There I was, suddenly unhappy.  I gripped the steering wheel and studied my wrists; And […]

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Calling out

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“Mom? Can we take a trip again when everyone is gone; just me, you, and Laura? ” he asks timidly. To speak it louder than a whisper would certainly draw unwanted, non-physical but equally painful abrasion from the excluded. Underlying his request is several years of feeling displaced in his own family, in his home. […]

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Did I tell you I love you?

He sauntered over, slumped into a chair and asked me. Without reply, he knew the effect. “There is that smile. I love it when you smile. You and dad should smile more often. You’d be happier. ” I’m reminded, then, of overwhelming obligations that hinder such a simple expression. But despite the pressure to catch […]

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