Friday, April 29, 2022

NaPoWriMo #29 Birthday Gifts

red-haired baby born
blue eyes ... fair skin
wee Irish lass

August ninth birthday
summer parties every year
one to seventy-one

big brother's birthday
January seventeenth
so jealous

grandpa's empty shelf
fills with grandma's birthday gifts
brown skin dolls

bairn's eyes wide open
looks at warm loving smiles
sees a photograph
then and forever
my gift

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Today's National Poetry Writing Month #NaPoWriMo challenge is to write a poem in which I muse on the gifts received at birth — whether they are actual presents, like a teddy bear, a kind brother, or not.

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