hugs, me

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hugs, me

hugs, me
January 23
Trying to be the best I can be. But I'm not super Mom and I won't pretend. I'm not perfect and I won't try. I'm just me and for those that accept me as I am, I'm worth it and for those who can't , I really hope you find what you need.


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MARCH 9, 2011 1:24PM

All is good

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You are my heart


Breath of my world

Tears when I can’t be home 

Stealer of my things for memory’s sake



Keeper of the stories


Angel flying to my arms


Bear that gives the mighty hug


Sleeper holding my hand all night long



All is good again


Back with my heart in your hands


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I love it when love for a child is so full that a beautiful poem spills over into the world...
This made me miss mine and I miss those hugs.
rated with hugs
Hugs, I can just picture your handsome young man holding your hand. Love ya, R
Cosy and warm, just the way it should be.
Ahhhh gosh. You do know how to make an old man tear up.....

This is sooo of children and the expression of that, is amazing. I can't tell you how I feel when I read my poetry about my boys or grandkids..I just fall to pieces, this was sooo touching and excellent.
jt; spills over into the world...oooh I love that, thats how it feels.
linda; heavy sigh yeah they are the best
blu; yep , so sweet that is all he hold my hand...
out;yeah, can we bottle it :)
pixie0; oh no, no crying kitties, nice glasses too
cindy;thank you!
Sweet, oh so sweet. Rated.
"My heart in your hands"--a terribly moving image, Hugs.
What Leon said. But I'm also taken by "Keeper of the stories."
naomi; yes, I know what you mean. That's why I wrote the tag. I like it that way, sort of like when you hear a song and you can interperate it to be meaningful to you.thx
jali; :)
leon; I was out of town and when I came home in the middles of the night, he just ambushed me with all these emotions and stories and hugs and this whole thing was written because he fell asleep holding my hand.
bard; thank you. Do you have one of those too?
I love to hold mine all night long except when he kicks...This was very happy.
"My heart in your hands" is beautifully tender. Somebody's lucky.
That is indeed "all good." Now that my children are grown, the "stealer (s)of my things for memory's sake" are my dogs. Socks. Underwear. Chewed up. I try to think of that as affection.