07 January 2010

Ring Around the Roses













Pocket Full of PosiesAshes, Ashes, we all fallShort.Every single night, every single nightI feel sorrow for words spoken too harshly,for a child's sadness that was not tenderly validated,for the omission of love that should've been given more freely.Some days I do betterand some days I fall short again,and again.But the next day,


I get up to dance again.

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  1. Just last night, Troubletron said, "No one plays ring around the roses any more."

    I know that was not the point of your post, but I thought it an odd coincidence.

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  2. Keep dancing. Each new day has a different tune to try a new move.

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  3. Dance on, dancing girl. You just can't lose.

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  4. Amen. Fifty four and still dancing.

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  5. I'm with Claudette, keep on dancing!

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  6. Well put Katy. I feel the same way all too often. I haven't seen your parents yet, but I can't tell you how much of a comfort it is in knowing that they are here. Hopefully we will be able to meet up this week sometime. I love you tons and only wish I had been here when you were.

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  7. Parenting is trying at the best of times. We do the best we can and I'm sure our children love us regardless, we are only human.

    B x

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  8. Beautifully written. I feel the same way. *sigh*

    (I've been reading you for about a month now. Love your blog, thank you for sharing.)

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