when I am old and you are grown…

Tebogo (Amateur’s Quill) posed some excellent and very thought provoking questions about parenthood, which in spite of having three kids I was unable to answer. One of them was “What will they say to you [when they are grown]”? So, thinking I could get an answer to at least one question, I asked one of my sons, and he replied “I would say, what are you doing at my house?” So this is my reply to my darling boy:

the maiden, the mother and…

In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt “transition”:

From the maiden to the mother,

Troglodytes

In the fetid dark,
slack jawed and vacant eyed,
they hunch
hiding from the sun.

three little words

March 18th, 2008

When we left the hospital
the midwife said:
“Feed on demand!”