I love your poetry, Michelle, and I have been noting your tightrope walking for a spell now. Too much...love?...Not enough...time?...Those would be the words I would insert.
Thank you Mark! Sometimes my kids would agree...too much love=too much mothering=a little smothering! But they know without any doubts where my heart lies, and that's what is most important to me.
So true. Loved this!
ReplyDeleteVery true cleverly written.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Very true!
ReplyDeleteat least it's not a slack rope!
ReplyDeleteNice work, Michelle. I think we've all spent some time balancing without a net.
ReplyDeleteSometimes the wire is low enough we don't need a net....it's the other times I don't like to think about!
DeleteI printed this out and put it on my fridge.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh! Thank you! I'm a firm believer that fridge fronts are places of honor. Thank you!
DeleteI love your poetry, Michelle, and I have been noting your tightrope walking for a spell now. Too much...love?...Not enough...time?...Those would be the words I would insert.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mark! Sometimes my kids would agree...too much love=too much mothering=a little smothering! But they know without any doubts where my heart lies, and that's what is most important to me.
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