if tomorrow starts without me...
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what little things will they be picking up
what forgotten fallen knickers
under the bed
behind the laundry basket
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what useless things
precious only to me
will they toss away
feeling a momentary pang of guilt for
do grown up children even want their baby teeth?
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what cringe might they uncover
in matrix trails, here and there
dusty corners of the web
words I should have kept under my mattress
outfits that didn't suit
didn't fit right
dance moves that should never
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what unsaid words will they pack away
un-stitched heart gaps
old connections long since worn thin and cold
neglected, forgotten
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what photos will they tuck away
faded memories pressed for another generation
to toss with baby teeth
but also folded into full hearts
stitches aching, pulled tight
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what laughter lines did I carve
what hearts skipped twice
or missed a beat
what eyes twinkle warm
to speak my name
until it's lost at last
like baby teeth
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A/N
Written for Kayleigh Fraser's “One of Us” Unofficial Poetry Challenge
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Comments (16)
What a way to capture memories LC! You've created a unique lens here with good execution. You go gurrrl!
Dear L.C. - In Hind-Site: Ah, the interest $ if I had banked all of the fairy godmother tooth money under my pillow over the years. Thank you and all of the VillageBucket folks (below) for your such kind thoughts while I've been away...meant so very much. btw: Cathy it's 'K'nickers...Ha! J-bud in.l.a.
Oh damn. I need to go check the closet and pick up my nickers.
What a truly unique response to this prompt! I love it. There isn’t another one like this… with this concept. I love how down to earth it is and how authentic it feels. I’m so sorry I didn’t see it before now!
I love this LC. I'm not a parent but I do love the general sentiment you were able to portray here, that undying love a parent has for their children that never fades! Very beautiful!!
So true, one persons treasure another persons trash. ( I like the baby teeth reference, my wife found the box with the baby teeth, ....they crumbled to nothing.)
OH, this leaves me with so much to think about. 🥹❤️ It's a haunting feeling, really. I love the blend of carefully chosen words combined with sadness and love! Well done!
Thank you everyone for your kind comments!
I was waiting for your poems. Thanks LC.
This was such an emotional poem! Loved your take on this challenge!
Gosh this was so beautiful. Can’t believe you called this a wanky poem!! Ha!
I have read a number of these poems and can safely say that this one is my favorite. I felt the sadness, loss and love in every line. I will likely return to read this again and again.
This is a really interesting take, comparing it with Baby Teeth, so personal yet so strange simultaneously.
I agree with Lana! Definitely NOT a wanky poem!😳 These lines especially struck home… “ what little things will they be picking up what forgotten fallen knickers under the bed behind the laundry basket” Similar thoughts occur to me😵💫.
"Fallen knickers under the bed", "dance moves that should never", "what laughter lines did I crease".....beautifully echoing sentiments that resonate with your reader.
Wow, you thought this was wanky? It pulled my motherly strings for sure.