Birthday memories

autumn sunshine
is that really you, Mom?
through my window

blinded by memories
holding my first born

proud Nanny
strutting with purpose
pushing an English pram

irresistible urges
pinching his chubby cheeks

time flashes by
grandson holds her frail hand
in a nursing home

Nanny just won’t let go
love always wins over

recalls for one split second
joys of grandmotherhood

searching nervously
in his liquid blues
it all comes back

dipping his tiny fingers
in his first birthday cake

©Tournesol’17/11/04

Daily moments – birthday memories  November 7 2017

Micropoetry Month November 7 2017

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