Yard Sale of Thoughts

12 responses to “When I Think of My Son”

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   Jeff Flesch

   I love the smoothing out the roughness of childhood in the first stanza, and how it connects to a “microcosm of possibility” in the second. Lovely write, K. 💜

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      K.Hartless

      Thank you, Jeff. Its such a wonder to watch him grow so far, and I can only imagine the changes ahead. I appreciate this lovely feedback. 💜

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   John

   So beautiful. Your love for your son is limitless. ❤️🙏🏻

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      K.Hartless

      Thank you, John. It is indeed. 💜

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         K.Hartless

         Thank you, Michele. I was very inspired by this artist, and I keep returning to her works, such a deep well.

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   Michele Lee

   Wonderful phrasing, K.

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   johnlmalone

   love the contrast between the two sons and the images you use to express them —

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      K.Hartless

      Thanks, John. My sons not grown yet, but I can imagine him a man. 💜

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   Misky

   Lovely poem.

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      K.Hartless

      Thank you. I have these little sprightly muses prancing around all the time.

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   Tom

   Such a tender poem here! ❤ You paint some charming and powerful descriptions, K 🙂

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      K.Hartless

      Thank you for these kind words, Tom. Its all warm and fuzzies to write about my littlest one. Definitely a soft spot. 💜

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