Rattling in his bath, I hear my son chortle.
Squeals and giggles rarely
abound some days … (hear how my mind hurtles
to scarcity, stops me squarely)
but all sounds diminish and even his warm bath
is like a star, a splash,
exuberance, chuckle: he’s certainly having a laugh
before a full stop - then a dash.
A fun poem..brings me back to my own childhood..well done:)
ReplyDeleteRattling in his bath...like that one. Exuberance, I posted a quote about exuberance...it's life abundant, the full expression of being, overflowing with vitality. Nice one
ReplyDeleteCute. Can picture it.
ReplyDeleteNicely depicted these evocative moments! I've also enjoyed the musicality of this thread and your meaningful play with marks of punctuation like full stop and dash.
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