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Swathi eruvaram Mar 2020
A mute wave, an airy kiss, an empty hug
A silent vow made few inches apart
The beginning of yet another first day to school
Back to school can be tough on everyone. A poem I write a while ago.
Swathi eruvaram Mar 2020
A twirl of blue satin tugged between your fingers
Twining hard trying to keep it intact
Crossing over, squeezing under and pulling out
Learning to make your first knot
Finding bliss in a tangled ribbon
My son learnt to make a knot
Swathi eruvaram Aug 2016
I carried you in my womb with love
I carry you on my wrist with pride
I will carry you forever in my heart
I love you my son
  Aug 2016 Swathi eruvaram
Mike Hauser
When it comes down to it all
I'd rather be a dog
Laying in the shade all day
With nothing going on

When I want fun I'll bark and run
Chase a ball to kingdom come
Lick anyone that comes along
Mess on the floor and then play dumb

Thought about this more than some
I'd rather be a dog
My favorite pastime all day long
Gnawing on a bone

If I get bored I'll scratch myself
Being fed by someone else
With table scraps I'll gladly help
With no sane reason I'll madly yelp

If I should ever get the call
I'd rather be a dog
Short or skinny, fat or tall
I'd rather be a dog

I'd  bark if I need to go out
Sniff here and there then there about
Dig up every last inch of ground
Go heebie jeebies at the slightest sound

I've thought about this long and tall
I'd rather be a dog
Never would I be a cat
As if that's a choice at all
Swathi eruvaram Aug 2016
Few thoughts make me cry
Few thoughts make me sigh
Few thoughts make me feel why
I wish I could stop thinking
The more I think, I keep sinking
Bad memories are making my brain itching
Swathi eruvaram Aug 2016
When will you come
I hate to wait
Why is it taking you so long
I think its late
Mom says you are six months away
I wish to celebrate
So, come soon
I am waiting...
My son is waiting to celebrate his next birthday
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