Tickled pink, not by feathers that tempt toes into submission,
Tickled pink, by unfettered souls that speak of my vision.
Tickled pink, by their ideas, about my ideas, machinations and all.
Tickled pink, by how they see me, if it is they see me at all.
Tickled pink, by their endeavors to speed read me to speech.
Tickled pink, by the poetry beyond what their gaze can critique.
Tickled pink, by how carfree they put me a box.
Tickled pink, by how easy it opens and easier still that it locks.
Tickled pink, by their confidence, their gusto, their faith.
Tickled pink, that when they think that they see me, all they see is themselves in my place.
About the Creator
Lexington
I am new to writing, but I have always been fascinated with words, storytelling, and communication in general. I'm an eclectic soul, with many interests and I hope to write everything from fiction to research pieces, who knows.
OF MOTHERHOOD.
Dear mother-to-be, I wanted to let you know how very, very special I think you are. I don't think there can be any job that is more meaningful than the one you are about to begin, that of being a mom. You are the most important person in the world to your precious unborn baby, and you will be for many years.
By Catherine Nyomenda5 days ago in Writers
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