We wait Pregnant with anticipation Hope filled Faces pressed to glass Children peeking into window Of Christmas joys So near Yet so far We wait Couldn't somebody put a timer on this thing? by mamajoy (This was written as we waited and waited for my daughter's baby to decide it was time to come.) Sign in to see full entry.
Of turnips, caterpillars and kings:
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Little poems; how to lick a rainbow, the sky wept, sun peeking,lanterns. . . by Mamajoy. Can I write a poem a day? Hmmmm.
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