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Here's a poem I wrote a while back and tried to have published in "Mothering;" it didn't meet their needs; I'm not sure where else to send it so I thought I'd share it here. Feedback welcome.
In a dark corner of Grandma's garage,
Mama-Cat sleeps with her babies.
In the house, Grandma says, "Put that child in a crib!
You'll spoil her and I don't mean maybe."
Baby cats wake when their bellies need milk;
Mama-Cat says, "Here you go."
Grandma tells Sally, "Just look at the clock!
Babies just CRY; they don't KNOW
If they're hungry or not: you'll have to be firm
So she knows you're the boss; don't let that child squirm
To your heart like a worm: Make her wait, let her lie;
It won't hurt her to cry."
Sally sighs. Grandma's wise;
Still, it doesn't feel right.
Tommy runs in: "Can I turn on the light?
Are their eyes open yet? May I please go and pet --"
"Don't you DARE!" Grandma yells.
"Leave those kitties alone!
If you mess with those babies,
I'll send you straight home."
Sally smiles. "It's so clear: I was silly to fear;
I was right all along."
She sings Baby a song.
Susan -- married unschoolin' WAHMomma to two lovely girls (born 2000 and 2005).