You don’t want to lie down, but it’s not time to run,
so you arch, throw yourself, scream, dive, and you hate me.
I bring you to myself and calm your body down.
You tire out then wake slightly, force some side-eye
like you trust me, and I slide you to your bed
as seamlessly as I can, deep-breathing in your ear
until you’re long-lost. You sleep long enough to little more
than recover, sit up in your bed and smile, start whining for me.
I say, “Come here,” and you wedge between my thighs,
contentedly rest your head on my leg, and you need me.
I pat your back, so you switch your face to my stomach.
You’ve forgiven me. Oh, you see your twin has the doll you like,
so you squeak, forget me. You go out to the world,
glance backwards at me, loving me, and carry on.
Alphabet Ravine 
I totally get it’s a kid, but then I work with kids! I think stay with it and you get it. ‘Your friend has a doll…’
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Haha, thanks!
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That doll line’s the funniest out of the bunch. It’s always interesting to see how children’s attention spans seem to drastically fluctuate in the span of about five or ten seconds.
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Haha, it is so true! ❤
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I love the way you twist the minds of the readers. Beautifully done. At first it sounded like a mother to a child and at the same time a lover to his lover.
This is lovely.
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I like the warmth and love between a parent and a child shown so clearly to me ❤
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Thank you! 🙂 That means a lot! And you are very welcome!
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