Posted in Gracie's Glimmer, Poetry From A Woman Who Thinks Too Much, Jodie Lynne

words

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i catch a glimpse of you

peeking out now and then

just when you are sober

before you’re off again.

my little girl peeks out from

the battered woman’s eyes

i brush your hair

off your pretty face

we hug and hug

and tell each other lies.

the only words that are true

among the words we say

i love you mom

i love you jodie lynne

thus we survive

despite the odds

to fight another day,

again.

22 thoughts on “words

  1. A moving piece, Jeanne, that immediately made me think of my own daughter. I really need to spend more time here.
    Bianca.

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