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Date Written: October 23, 2017

How many children will you have?

As many as my home can hold.

How would you feed 'em all?

A home overflowing with laughter

is my happily-everafter.


As an afterthought, due to this banter

I will endeavor to eradicate our poverty

and lead them by example so

that they may grow ample.


Such were the dreams of

the young at heart,

born with the infinitesmal faith

of a mustard seed,

inclined to climb the 

highest peaks until 

reality comes a-knocking.


The mocking of those that

went before, surly, 

decaying in bitterness,

living, forgotten, having

eaten the sour fruits of their labor.


Heed not their dour words,

for a houseful of children

I do duly keep,

reaping the bounty of 

my riches, as I count my blessings.


Cherish their memories,

I give back,

in the form of poetry

as they read each story

of their history. 

3 comments on “Cherish”

  1. comnpkpillai     October 23, 2017

    full of love children
    cherishing the species
    very passionate poem
    hopeful and optimistic

    1. JessicaMars     October 23, 2017


  2. River.Ophelia     October 27, 2017

    “born with the infinitesimal faith of a mustard seed”
    love this line, Jessica,,,

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