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Lois Parker Edstrom


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My mind turns cartwheels
when I think of those little feet,
hot and sweaty, the toes lined up
like cannoli arranged on a dessert tray.

Only a memory now, my sonsí feet, not exactly
barges, more like paddle boats off to new
adventures. Those young men would be
embarrassed, yes, mortified, if they knew
of my sentimental musings.

But a motherís memory is what it needs to be
to hold the beloveds close. I remember
their belly-laughs, how their tummies
jiggled with laughter when I kissed those toes.


© Lois Parker Edstrom.
Used with the authorís permission.



Lois Parker Edstrom is a retired nurse. Author of five collections of poetry--including her latest, Road Signs and Hobo Marks--her award-winning work has been featured in numerous journals, appeared on The Writerís Almanac and American Life in Poetry, been adapted to dance, and transcribed into Braille. Lois lives with her husband on Whidbey island, off the coast of Washington. Learn more about her at loisparkeredstrom.com.


Post New Comment:
Lori Levy:
Beautiful memory!
Posted 05/08/2020 11:36 PM
Jo:
Memories of our children are precious. I remember like Cork below playing This little piggy goes to market. thank you.
Posted 05/08/2020 11:37 AM
paradea:
Memories like these sustain us. Thanks for a good piece of writing.
Posted 05/08/2020 10:06 AM
mail@schoolbusmart.com:
Loved your poem and loved cork's response below. Nice way to start the day - or get a good toehold on it, if you'll pardon the expression. Randy
Posted 05/08/2020 09:35 AM
cork:
This little piggy had roast beef.
Posted 05/08/2020 09:09 AM
Jean Colonomos:
I too hold dear those baby toes. Love your homage to them.
Posted 05/08/2020 08:39 AM
michael escoubas:
Congratulations Lois, on capturing universal feelings and experiences in new and fresh ways, which is what the best poets do!!
Posted 05/08/2020 08:37 AM
BAMars:
As a mother I meeded to read this now, during a difficult period with my adult son. Maybe I'll be more compassionate thinking about those toes when I reawaken in the later morning. Thank you for that and for your beautiful writing.
Posted 05/08/2020 07:33 AM


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