After our morning skrits (grits) we drove to the local pet store to visit the skinny pigs (guinea pigs). Among the CDs we listened to in the car were Elephants Gerald and Bob Erin, who you may know as Ella Fitzgerald and Bob Dylan. :)
Sally Bacchetta - Freelance Writer
Freelance Writer
Parenting
Motherhood
September 08, 2007
September 04, 2007
Morning Has Broken (Into A Million Pieces)
I slip into your (strangely suspiciously) too quiet room
and though it's half-dark
there's no mistaking the
poop on your hands
poop on the wall
poop in your crib
poop in your hair.
I believe I'll cry
but you cock your head
reach up with your (smeary smelly) little hands
and smile with all your might
and poop in your teeth.
Sally Bacchetta - Freelance Writer
Freelance Writer
Parenting
Motherhood
and though it's half-dark
there's no mistaking the
poop on your hands
poop on the wall
poop in your crib
poop in your hair.
I believe I'll cry
but you cock your head
reach up with your (smeary smelly) little hands
and smile with all your might
and poop in your teeth.
Sally Bacchetta - Freelance Writer
Freelance Writer
Parenting
Motherhood
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