Friday, August 3, 2018

Big Bird Days

A rhyme for teenage daughters and their mothers:
                                                       
      I miss their Big Bird days
      And their little toddler ways—
      Given way to hormonal craze
      And tired, parental daze.

      I miss their Big Bird days
      And often am amazed
      How dumb they think I am
      When they used to be my fans.

      I miss their Big Bird hours
      When the car keys held no power
      And looks at me weren’t sour
      In their simpler Big Bird days.
      How I miss their Big Bird days.

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