Tuesday, April 5, 2011

this poem a day re: National Poetry Month is hard!!!


A sweet face
with rounded cheeks
and bright blue eyes
slams against my nose

chubby fingers grasp
my ears, my nose
sometimes poking me in the eye
or pulling my hair

then there are the teeth
tiny and white
which show during smiles
and hurt during bites

This miracle
laughing or crying
talking or sleeping
holds my soul

© C. D. Hackett 2011

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