Jabberings of a normal Mom

Days have gone by
with no words to another
that stands over 4 ft tall

she lives in a world of
two year old vocab and
hours of legos and dolls.

Where an errand offers a change
a chance to exchange
normality with other adults

even thou days can often mean
the lingo has slipped away fast
words have left the room and panic

releases mouthfuls of jabbering
on everything under the moon.

The store clerk hands her the receipt
half-smiling, exhausted, he says,
“Have a nice day!”

© River 4/11


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