Nolan wanted a little extra rocking tonight, which gave me the chance to write this little poem.
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Tear Ducts
I used to have normal-sized tear ducts.
They were secure and more easily managed.
Then motherhood came
and they got rearranged -
I choose "Expanded" over "Forever Damaged".
See, my heart walks outside of my body.
Well, really it scoots on the floor...
But one day he'll walk
and then, when he talks,
I pray his tongue honors the Lord.
It's true: they said it would happen;
I find I'm in love with two guys.
One's tall when he stands -
his ring's on my hand -
The other I carried inside.
On nights like tonight, in the quiet,
With Nolan asleep on my chest,
We're rocking and rocking
And no one is talking,
But my tear ducts are saying it best.
Oh my. Oh my oh my oh my. I love this so much. I read it twice!
ReplyDeletedid you seriously write this? who are you? i thought you were my bestie! and i didn't know you could bust this kind of stuff out? wow - impressive my dear friend. i was tearing up. oh i am so blessed to have you as my friend!
ReplyDeletebill read this and liked it. but he also mentioned that he is worried about you. you going soft on us? childrens ministry...now this? just kidding. we love you!
ReplyDeletebeautiful! totally teared up. you are inspiring me to write poetry again!
ReplyDeleteYou're a poet and I didn't know it?! We're gonna get along just fine, you and I.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Love, love this.
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