Date: Mon, 27 Apr 1998 07:08:15 -0400
Subject: Re: lessons - in mothering, in highschool historical 




Annapurna Mamidipudi wrote:

> i watch with envy
> as your clump of mud
> grows from duckling to swan
> watch
> your pride
> your worry
> as you wait to see
> the bud flowering...
>

my clump of clay - (?;-))

        learns much from the world around him

i cannot claim full credit for all the
"swan"
in him

                    (for how can black sheep guide swan?

                        we stumble
                            we trip

            and then we look around to see

            the child has a mind of his own

                    like you

        he too is a kind and harsh
                parent  to his
        inexperienced parents

- as he watched both of us graduate
cheered us on

perhaps
someday we will watch him too)





> my inexpert fingers fumble
> i can only
> rail at the task ahead
> the uneven unlit path
> i have to tread...
>

                                            my inexpert fingers fumble
i can only
rail at the task ahead
the uneven unlit path
i have to tread...



> and as i struggle..
> my clumps of mud,
> my wheel,
> my kiln,
> my hands,
> my ambitions,
> my heart...........
> all seem to have minds of their own!!!
> a.
>
> ___________________



                                            and as i struggle..
my clumps of mud,
my wheel,
my kiln,
my hands,
my ambitions,
my heart...........
all seem to have minds of their own!!!



                                    but this i heard your mother
                                        say

                                    your father's bewildered looks

                                        say

                                my mother say

                                    and even my father





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