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Shelly, I feel the maternal yawn there ~ the dusting off of preparation!  I know you will be blessed by tiny feet's pitter pat and soon enough ~ I can't wait til you bear the news...This was a very poignant, yearning and touching poem.  Touched my heart ~  u xoxox Elyse

posted by elysianfields on October 13, 2009 at 7:01 PM | link to this | reply

Absolutely adorable sweetie. I love reminiscing about the children growing up too and most times feel like you do..hope you are fine and the computer is back. love you.

posted by shobana on October 13, 2009 at 3:28 PM | link to this | reply

Yes, empty houses seem so huge, and houses are really about the people that live in them, a house can seem so huge and empty without those loved ones whose sounds and presence usually fill the house. Nice work, Sam, as always. 

posted by Aspire2Inspire on October 13, 2009 at 3:11 PM | link to this | reply

I must say that this has been on my mind for a while now: Son is 17, finishing High school this Spring, and wants to go live in Australia for at least 6 months by then. So, yep, the house is going to be big. But then again, kids must fly with their own wings some time, ya?! Tough for a mom...

posted by auslander on October 13, 2009 at 2:35 PM | link to this | reply

Shelly - Lovely - I really enjoyed reading the last five lines. I had read them twice Keep on giving your beautiful work. Thank you for continuously visiting my blogs, and thanks for your generous comments. They really mean a lot to me, especially when they come from an expert that I totaly respect.   Best regards,  Chuck. 

 

posted by chuck_ibrahim on October 13, 2009 at 2:04 PM | link to this | reply

It kind of sounds like........

you're describing the pause before a coming storm............grandkids everywhere!

posted by Corbin_Dallas on October 13, 2009 at 1:56 PM | link to this | reply

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sam, it's sort of like kindling wood, huh?  A beautiful fire, glowing ashes, the proper breath -- voila a new flame.  Well done.joab

posted by joab3 on October 13, 2009 at 1:53 PM | link to this | reply

When the grandchildren start coming one of these days to visit you it will be perfect. Very true that tiny houses seem enormous when you are alone.  Thanks for visiting.

posted by elinjo on October 13, 2009 at 12:07 PM | link to this | reply

A truly good story and  heartwarming poem.  The repitition of the last line in the first set and last set of verses was powerful.

posted by mariss9 on October 13, 2009 at 11:22 AM | link to this | reply

 Keep those shelves ready love. BC-A, Bill’s RJLst

posted by BC-A on October 13, 2009 at 8:32 AM | link to this | reply

Beautifully described! I love the imagery!

I also love the fact you still let kids climb trees... so many these days don't allow children to test themselves for fear of them getting hurt.

posted by lionreign on October 13, 2009 at 7:40 AM | link to this | reply

Shelley

posted by Hackthorne19 on October 13, 2009 at 6:12 AM | link to this | reply

So true.

Sheely, that's a great poem and so true.

posted by Hackthorne19 on October 13, 2009 at 6:11 AM | link to this | reply