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offspring
they don’t come with
instructions, and yet
we pop them out as if
life depended on it
(…well, it sort of does)
smelly, demanding,
helpless, tugging at our
raw breasts, depriving
us of sleep, sometimes
for years, testing our
patience, breaking our
hearts…if you’ve loved
one, you know what
I mean…and we do
our best to keep them
safe, to keep from offing
them ourselves when
they challenge us, no,
they don’t come with
instructions, and yet
somehow we manage
to survive the decades
until it is time for them
to leave the nest, literally,
(have you seen a teenager’s
room?) taking a piece of
our heart with them
~kat
NaPoWriMo Day 1: write poems that provide the reader with instructions on how to do something. It can be a sort of recipe, like O’Neil’s poem. Or you could try to play on the notorious unreliability of instructional manuals (if you’ve ever tried to put IKEA furniture together, you know what I mean). You could even write a dis-instruction poem, that tells the reader how not to do something.

April 1st, 2019 at 9:59 am
So loved this poem.
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April 1st, 2019 at 10:00 am
Thank you so much! 😊
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April 1st, 2019 at 10:20 am
Children, when they are tiny they brake your back , when they grow they break your heart!
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April 1st, 2019 at 10:25 am
So true Willow! We know, don’t we? ❤️
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April 1st, 2019 at 1:53 pm
No we don’t 🌹
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April 1st, 2019 at 3:33 pm
😉
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April 1st, 2019 at 12:10 pm
Every bit so true. Loving the baby bird picture to go with the poem.
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April 1st, 2019 at 12:41 pm
Thanks MsJ. I thought it fit perfectly! 🙂
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April 1st, 2019 at 12:17 pm
Yeah, it is a good thing we fall helplessly in love with them pretty quickly…or there would be no human race. LOL. Happy NaPo!
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April 1st, 2019 at 12:20 pm
Isn’t that the truth! Haha!
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April 1st, 2019 at 5:30 pm
Spot on! Having raised two children of my own I could relate to every line of your poem. Children are bitter-sweet and yet I wouldn’t trade them for the world. Great start to NaPoWriMo!
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April 1st, 2019 at 10:54 pm
Thank you. We mothers know! Children are worth every bit of blood, sweat and tears. 🙂
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April 2nd, 2019 at 4:39 pm
Awe… Marvelous 😎🥀
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April 2nd, 2019 at 6:20 pm
Thanks Dorna. I do like this one! 😊
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