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your thighs and his nose
his hair and your toes
your skin and his pimples
his hands and your dimples
your strength and his reserve
his legs and your curve
your emotion and his silence
his height and your guidance
your heart and his wit
his stubbornness and your grit
what a mixed bag I've turned out to be
but if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be me
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I suppose we are all "made" men and women, I liked the playful feel and rhythm
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DeleteA person is really a mixture of characteristics! Hopefully, the best from both. Smiles! I ALSO enjoyed the rhythm of this poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mary, the best from both on a good day!
DeleteYes a very clever ode to the combinations we all are of our parents.
ReplyDeleteThanks Brenda :)
DeleteOh I really like this one! Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you, it was a fun write.
Deletewe do find them everywhere if we take the time to look
ReplyDeleteYes, it's all about seeing them reflected in you.
Deleteah this is lovely...smiles...you got the best of both eh?
ReplyDeleteits cool you see them in you so much...i like her grin
smiles.
my son wrote for school the other day about his dad: "his hair has a mind of its own and just grows uncontrollably. unfortunately, i have inherited exactly that same mad hair."
ReplyDelete. . . mad hair, love that. My dad had very thin hair which is what I inherited. :0)
DeleteI love this!
ReplyDeleteThanks Leanne.
Deleteah smiles... a beautiful ode to your mom... and so cool if we discover both parents in our own appearance and character.. when i look at my own kids, it's the same... a bit of magic...smiles... your mom looks lovely
ReplyDeleteAww..that was so sweet and such clever way of writing! Loved the flow :)
ReplyDeleteThank you. :0)
DeleteLOVED the poem and the image and haven't stopped smiling since seeing it on FB.
ReplyDeleteThanks Honey, it was a fun one to write.
DeleteLoved the poem. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
This is delightful!
ReplyDeletethis is so good!
ReplyDeleteWe do not choose the combinations but we certainly are mixtures of both our parents. Very nice ode to your mom, Kathryn! I like the form as well as the tone of your poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gabriella :0)
Deletethis is almost Dr Seussian - and that's cool ~
ReplyDeleteI hadn't thought about that but that is cool.
DeleteFabulous rhyming and image of your sweet Mum. :)
ReplyDeleteTrust me--mixed is good. I'm way too much of my mother...a bit of a neurotic fruitcake! Smiles.
ReplyDeleteMixed is good . . . unless you get the duff stuff from each, he, he, he.
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