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Oct 2014
Sitting inside the oven’s lower drawer
Between the cake molds and over the cookie sheets
His laughter is laced with bubbles.
No one knows why sitting inside a drawer is so fun.
I’m standing near the kitchen door
Admiring his imaginative game.

The toddler studies the situation closely
His raspberry lips contort in a pensive pout
Patches of gold hair stick out from the back of his head
Like a crown fashioned in a very different land
Where the cake molds and cookie sheets are lucky.

Lucky they have such a terribly beautiful king.
these are from two years ago but i haven't been able to write since. i'm hoping i can get myself to practice by posting some old poems on here.
Isabel
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