Mothers' love nurtures. Children grow to love themselves. There's no substitute. Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #339: Grow and Child.
I never learned to ride a bicycle, And it didn't much matter all this time. But I think I want to try it now, Seeing cyclists who are past their prime. I want to learn to ride a recumbent bike, The kind that is long and low to the ground. It seems to me that... Continue Reading →