My Borrowed Love Interest. Care to Read?

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"My Borrowed Love Interest"
(aka:   Granddaughters sleepover)

Tippy-toeing to the doorway
taking a peek to see if they're asleep
blond hair shuffled all over her head
mouth parted open, deep in dreams
older girl still playing, making
shadow puppets on the wall
God's blessed me with these little ones
that I'm allowed to share for awhile
with parents rushed for time
so, for this one weekend night
I can pretend they're truly mine

Pancakes for breakfast with strawberry
topping and syrup-ed up for consumption
barefoot noises say they're coming down
all giggles and full of gumption
I've been blessed, oh did I say that already?
I guess I can't say it enough
those crazy boys who played so hard
brought me girls to fill my heart

lovechild · Accepted Answer

That is astoundingly beautiful, Shirley, ya used to hide that talent of yours, remember? I am glad you let us in...

5 ft 7 Texas Heaven · Answer

Yowee Shirley was first thinkin other but then I read on.

I admit however I enjoyed the thought of borrowed.

OK no boys really, but dreaming, giggling in the jama sleep over, I love it, and have been there.

This was absolutely lovely

First sleep over, flashlights
scary fright into ghostly nights
finally exhausted the OMG gossip
falling into slumbers slip 
not so encumbered 
but entwined
limbs in their diviine
momma came in, brushed back some hair
sat in a chair
vigil kept as we slept
night crept
to dawn
Youthful fawns
soon to end the dreaming
screaming
running to the fragrance
assumed deliverance
clamoring, chattering, as children will
Blueberry pancakes the new thrill.

Caz :) x · Answer

Sounds like fun to stay at Grammar's House , Really nice poem I enjoyed reading this thank you :)

cassie58 · Answer

A poem that is oozing with love. I bet you are a wonderful Grandmother Shirley and your g. daughters have immense fun when they are staying with you.

Anonymous · Answer

don't know the lingo good enough to say other than i liked this and it brings back memories of grand parents... i remember shadow puppets on the wall.

Rayven53 · Answer

Ah shirley, what touched me most is the contrast between raisin' boys who gifted you with li'l girls. Let me share an even bigger contrast...never my own children, though now with two grown steps...one of each...whom I love as my own...but they've a dad too...divorced, not deceased. So there's just a wee line of demarcation still evident and, although it hardly hurts, it does pester emotionally now 'n' again...just generally...nothin' they do! 

BUT...these four grands...two of each...they're as much mine as anyone's...and baybay do I let 'em know it! They live so far away...us in CT, they in Indiana...but we see them as often as possible with reciprocal visits and...PRASIE GOD...they ARE SUCH A GIFT! T'anks for sharin' love... :)

My Borrowed Love Interest. Care to Read?

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