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Author: Rain
ASL Info:    22/F/Idaho
Elite Ratio:    3.84 - 531 /514 /70
Words: 68
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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I'm rusty...what do you think?


Running naked,
here and there.

Running wild,
hiding under and above.

Running around,
without a care in the world.

Bight eyes,
pierce my heart,
my soul.

Hands so small,
so sweet,
just perfect.

Cries and screams,
just give me a clue.

Coos and laughs,
the essence of your love

Babbling and words,
music to my ears.

Submitted on 2011-03-22 10:35:34     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Great, Piece. you can feel your love for the child. Very deep very real. The beginning tells of you watching him just be a boy and at the middle you can see the closeness of your relationship. No matter what he is doing you will always be proud and adore him. Wonderful Piece. Well written and strong visions.
| Posted on 2011-03-24 00:00:00 | by Soulraven | [ Reply to This ]
  i really enjoyed reading literally put an image in my head....i saw two little boys(i don't really know why two) running around screaming and laughing combined while a mother stood smiling from ear to must be a very happy mother
| Posted on 2011-03-23 00:00:00 | by unwantedlove20 | [ Reply to This ]
  This poem warmly reflects a mother's pride and love. Nothing brightens a household like a couple of little boys energizing everything!

Nice work!
| Posted on 2011-03-23 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]
  I like it Kimbawa. It's nice stretching out those writing fingers again, isn't it. I hope you continue writing.

Those boys are lucky to have a mommy like you. Miss you.

P.S. I'm going to stalk you again.
| Posted on 2011-03-23 00:00:00 | by Krazy | [ Reply to This ]
  Your rust is good. I feel your mothering love. I was initially tricked because I thought it was going to be about male/female love but I got it figured out by the end.
| Posted on 2011-03-22 00:00:00 | by my shadow | [ Reply to This ]

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