September 30, 2013 Dining on Senryu By Symanntha Renn ¶ Posted in Family/Mom Poems, Senryu ¶ Tagged dining room table, dinner, mommy poetry, poem, senryu, supper, writer mom ¶ 4 Comments dining room table covered in trains and tracks we eat on the couch I have a small son. He has a huge train set, all of which is not featured here, and we have carpeted floors. What crazy things do you do for your kid? Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPinterestMoreRedditPrintTumblrPocketWhatsAppLike Loading...
The picture and haiku depict what family love is so nicely. My kids are teens; they love it when I listen attentively when they play their instruments (drummer, pianist, guitarist) and when I laugh at their jokes. 🙂 Blessings ~ Wendy LikeLike Reply
I read until I’m hoarse, then rest a few minutes, read til I’m hoarse, rest a few minutes… LikeLike Reply
The picture and haiku depict what family love is so nicely. My kids are teens; they love it when I listen attentively when they play their instruments (drummer, pianist, guitarist) and when I laugh at their jokes. 🙂
Blessings ~ Wendy
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Thanks Wendy! Your blog is pretty by the way.
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I read until I’m hoarse, then rest a few minutes, read til I’m hoarse, rest a few minutes…
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Reading is so good for kids! Mine finally likes Dr. Seuss, I’m so excited.
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