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I decided I would get into the Christmas spirit by posting this poem. Hee hee. This poem is for all the mothers out there with their children coming home for the holidays. For the rest of us, this poem is a reminder.

And for anyone who's paying attention, you can be sure I'm not going soft on you.

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His car parked in the driveway,
I can almost hear him–imagine him–
sleeping soundly,
breathing between the sheets–
and I know that my walls
are keeping out the world for him tonight.

© 2006 K. M. Camper