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Click here3 a.m.
my daughter at three a.m.
running
sleepy but so awake and alive.
I can understand that-
I am exhausted, so tired
of this day to day motherhood,
so weary of constant demands.
But I am so alive inside
burning with a want for freedom,
burning with the passion
for living-
only able to really be free
in poetry.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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What a devine thought ~ freedom in poetry. Swept away - caught up by the happy creative current.
Nice little piece ~
But what about the joys of fatherhood?
Perhaps I'd better write one...