Old friends 

It’s been a score of years
yet more
since we met.
First netball court foes
then school class allies
heartaches and discos
slack through the Uni years
reunited through
wedding weekends away.
And now
babies’ later
I see you afresh
sitting on tiny chair
conversing with my son
as the centre of his
three year old world.
He’s beaming
and so is my heart. 
Inspired by EW chatting with my son

hello mummies

Hello mummies out there
In the middle of the night
Sitting up feeding baby
Time standing still around you. 

Hello mummies out there
Staring into the night.
Rubbing backs for burps
and settling tums
Time and time again. 

Hello mummies out there
I blow you a silent kiss
I’m here with you
Loving, feeding, growing. 

Inspired by : another long newborn night 

friends

I’m feeling a bit disheveled again
as I slop onto the bright white sofa.
Cushions arranged
Table polished
And bite size treats baked.

Effortless calm
around me
friends from long ago
still connected by years
of tapestry.

Maybe I should
have brushed, washed
and dressed myself
a bit more carefully.

Surrendered love
around me.
Not for show
Not everyday
Not just the good parts.
But come as you are
nice to see
and sew another stitch.

Inspired by AE and a catch up

i see you

You look tired dear friend
right to your core.
Not fleeting
like those late nights dancing
or early morning trains.
But completely
and utterly.
It’s the love isn’t it.
The love you give,
give and give.
All day and all night.
Consistently
Pouring out.

 

Inspired by : coffee and a chat