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  Mar 2018 Mary-Eliz
Patricia LeDuc
I wished on a shooting star
I wished on the first star I saw in the night
I wished on an eyelash to find a true love
I wished on the candles on my birthday cake
I wished on the penny I threw in the well
I wished on a wishbone breaking it in two
I wished on a dandelion blowing seeds into the air
I wished on a ladybug to grant me good luck
I wished our love would come true
I wished you knew of my love for you

I wished that I knew… you were wishing for me too

I wished
I wished
I wished

I wished until there were no wishes left

(****! Where’s that Genie when you need him?)
March 27th 2018
Mary-Eliz Mar 2018
like a sigh of contentment
the mist rises and hovers
over the ridges and peaks

slipping silently along
softening edges to a blur
giving an ethereal feeling
to an already heavenly sight

we pass between bright pink
rows of bursting Redbud trees
cheerfully waving us on
scattered patches of golden
wildflowers
saluting us on the hillsides

all of which makes the rain
less dreary
and the broken white line
less tiresome
  Mar 2018 Mary-Eliz
Patricia LeDuc
He will always be your number one son
He will always be my mine too

You put the twinkle in his eye
You put the smile on his face
So have I

You’ve seen him laugh
You’ve seen him cry
So have I

You gave him life
A reason for living
So have I

You gave him kindness
You gave him love
So have I

You had the great joy
Of giving birth to a boy
So have I

You have shown him unconditional love
You have lived only for him
So have I

You see
We are not so different
You and I

Yes, we understand

From a child
To a man
The love of
A number one son
Mother and Mother -in- law sharing their Number  One Sons
Mary-Eliz Mar 2018
"There's the little girl with green hair!"

She Runs
She Hides
She Cries

Aunt Mary Lou's visit...
Every time!
She weighed 300 pounds
the "fight" wasn't fair.

~Looking back would love to ask why?
Is it fun to make a little child cry?~

"Orange hair
orange freckles
and your eyes, too."

"No they're not! Stop it!
That just is not true."

She Runs
She Hides
She Cries

Big sisters time and again!
Big sisters jerking her chain!

~Later years..."Didn't you know we were just jealous?" says one.
Oh, she should know that, but you didn't know better,
it was okay when you would make fun??
even though you were older,
ganged up on her, too
making her cry
making her blue?~

So I ask...

Is it any wonder redheads are feisty?
Well, this one sure is!
Feisty and fiery, proud of it, too
Look out, her sharp tongue
could decimate you
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
No, not really. She's soft as a kitten
mooshy like most of the stuff she has written
BUT
if it's needed the feisty comes out
she will use it plus fiery to muster some clout
SO
Do not, whatever you do,
do not give her crap
I'm warning you
do not make this Ginger Snap!
The title is on a T-shirt I want to get.
Nowadays I'm proud to be a member of that rare 2% of the population!
Mary-Eliz Mar 2018
As the conversation slides
into naked silence
swollen memories
throb within her mind

stripped of feeling
she is compelled to dance
one ghostly sacrament
before granting
her velvet promise

later
alone
lost in empty benediction
she washes away
the aftertaste
to heal her soul

before Morpheus
weaves
his golden fantasies
silky
soft
delicious
in the hazy shadows of sleep

where
like a delicate spider
on the surface of a pool
her mind
hovering in placid desire
forgets
tomorrow's void
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