Our Joy

It was not
a thing planned
bring forth a child
Then raise to adult

Our young lives
No longer ours
Alone anymore
To live or to squander

We know
Being parents
Is not easy and
While sometimes a bother
You’ll always be our Joy


Tonight at dVerse Whimsygizmo, with an assist at the from Sanaa, asks us to Come “bother” up a poem in the form of a Quadrille, a poem of precisely 44 words, not including the title, and including some form of the word BOTHER.

National Poetry Month Day 19

23 thoughts on “Our Joy

  1. This is sweet and charming and beautiful, and it brings together all of the joy and sacrifice and yes, bother that we experience as parents -all in one bundle. Thank you for this. And thank you for shouting out dVerse Poets Pub. I’ve given them a follow – there’s some great work there!

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