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Two Poems from our Mother, mom, mommy Poetry Collection
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| The house wakes up |
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Brenna Cardoza
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When the house wakes up the first morning after the long winter with its smells of must and salt air The last of the wood gone to ash in the fireplace
My mother and I up at sunrise Heavy sweaters pulled over our flannel nightgowns Creaking across the chilly floorboards in our wool socks
We bring the fire back to life She lights the gas stove, puts the kettle on to make tea and hot cocoa in the ancient kitchen in the cottage
The mice have held their territory in the night taking the cheese without springing the trap he so carefully set out the night before
Oh he'll be mad when he sees this We double over with laughter, tears streaming down our face We hold our sides to stay quiet
We don't want to wake them yet It's our time, Let them sleep beneath their warm covers in the three bedrooms beyond
I want to savor these quiet moments with her together at the kitchen table Suspended in the generations of this house, my mother and I
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| "do as i say and not as i do!" |
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Dorma Fox
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"do as i say and not as i do!" |
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Do you remember when your mom got mad, as it made you very sad. You remember her words ring, as she began to sing, "Do as I say and not as I do!" Didn't it sound like a sna-foo. What did she mean by that; when what I did was how she would act. I was just being a kid; but I ran and hid. I ran out of the house when those words left her mouth; "Do as I say and not as I do!" As I ran I was thinking; I was just being like you. Now that I am older, and kids are much bolder; I realize the past is catching me fast. Those words ring from my throat, as I begin to croak; "Do as I say and not as I do!" And I think that this is dejavue. I am now in my mother's shoes and those words ring so true; "DO as I say and not as I do." I see her mistakes, her quirks, and her perks. I look in the mirror and see her there first. As my reflection comes clearer, I can almost hear her and I lean closer to the mirror. As I look at the reflections, I see new directions. The ones she was quiding me to, and now I can say; "Thank You!" Those words she game me, with a prayer and a plea; I can now agree, they were ment for me. For a mother's love so true; I give this to you, "Do as I say and not as I do."
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