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If Only Love

LETTURE 1,209
Voti 60
Parti 9
Tempo 9m

LETTURE 1,209
Voti 60
Parti 9
Tempo 9m

I wrote this poem in 1987 during the time of the Ethiopian famine.
Last year I changed a couple lines, and this is my updated version.
When I first wrote this poem I was only 18 years old and hadn't
had children yet.  Now after nursing 7 children, I realize the mother in the poem was also dying because she didn't have enough calories herself to produce breast milk for her  baby.
 This collection of poems/stories deals with world wide issues and life struggles. I have poems or stories on most of these subjects, but just gradually publishing them.  I usually write poems that other readers might relate to, but I realize that some material will be sensitive to some readers. Please note: not trying to offend anyone.Tutti i diritti riservati

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Dolly and Mona: Adult Baby and Mommy Story

Two women, each desiring something they think would be impossible. Longings they feel could never be achieved. By chance meet but in a setting where they fear they may never speak of what they each crave. Time goes by, and their yearnings for each other reach a level where they do finally confess their dreams and desires. Finally, they are able to voice what they want to each other. A relationship, partly on an unacceptable level in society's eyes. Could it be true that a mommy and an adult baby girl finally found each other? A perfect coupling. Which expands to include a new family circle for them both, which surpasses anything they could ever have imagined. I hope my tales offered here are enjoyed and tantalize readers some. I would so appreciate feedback, whether comments on the stories or votes. I understand if readers don't vote or comment, as I can be faulted the same way when getting into a story. But, as a community of writers in this somewhat diverse world, it is appreciated when support or even objections and suggestions are made.