what shall I dance on?
the edge of reason?
tip toeing on sneaky feet
children steal my heart
like butter it slips from
my wounded chest
singing to me about
bumble bees and twinle stars
constantly asking
"Mommy, what is that noisy?"
And Christmas leads to
New Years with a subtle
flavor of joy washing over
the Legos and Lincoln Logs
scattered in my soul
and on the floor
January 15th
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