you’ve gone about halfway
so close
righteous peppers your tongue
your decades of experience
shower unadulterated minds
your determined suggestions
penetrate virginal ears
then the moon flips
your waxing tongue is stifled
nature in her amusing way
has pushed you out
and laughs at your wrinkled brow
she flawlessly accepts
what you won’t admit
children are whirlybirds in the wind
and the only thing you control
is where to sow the little seeds
in your vegetable garden
Photo – delicate daughter (now 17) and big son (now 14) standing in front of mural their mom painted in 2004.
Zebras prisma penciled in 2008
anntogether 
Awesome poem!!!
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Thank you, kind Sir!
am:)
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“children are whirlybirds in the wind
and the only thing you control
is where to sow the little seeds
in your vegetable garden”
Oh my. WONDERFUL words! WONDERFUL image! Whirlybirds in the wind…..
You truly warmed my heart this morning!
lillian
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Hi Lillian,
I’m way behind in post reading – please accept my apologies. Thank you for your kind words here.
If I get any warmer, I’ll look like a sunny-side up egg 😉
am:)
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No apologies needed! Although my morning coffee cup has been a bit lonely with just me holding it 🙂 Take time for yourself….always a good thing!
lillian
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🙂
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For some reason wordpress is not letting me LIKE this. I click the button, it flashes up a blank window and it goes away. Love it.
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For some reason wordpress is not letting me LIKE this. IT flashes up a blank window, which then goes away… Grr… Anyways, Love it! 🙂
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Sorry about that, but thank you. Perhaps my bad mojo leaked out my pores this morn. Never write when cranky 😉
Lovely evening, to you.
annmarie:)
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Beautiful words and so true.
Your young’uns look so sweet and happy as does your artwork!
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Thank you.
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What a wonderful expression on mama zebra’s face…just who do you think you’re looking at, anyway? – Fawn
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