Restoring Morning Order

In my family, That follows rules valiantly, Morning hours are treated as sacred, Over generations this tradition hasn't faded. But change is life's norm, That's why I birthed a storm, My darling angel despises mornings, Finding it annoying & warring. From refusing to budge, Even when tempted with aroma of fresh fudge, To waking cranky, …

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Rekindling Curiosity

It showed its first sign of existence, In my baby's persistence, Of knowing what was in the gift box, She couldn't speak, but well conveyed her curiosity for the blocks. I followed her lead, Redirecting & guiding her every plead, Fanning her curiosity, Answering questions with velocity. I wanted to rekindle my dying concern, To …

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