For our prompt this morning we had to write an ode. One of the things that came to mind was KoKo's obsession with the phrase "I love you."
This is what I came up with and read --
You say “I love you”
a dozen times a day.
Sometimes you reach that quota
before lunch.
Yet, you need not say it at all.
For you show us in so many ways.
Like how your lips trembled
and your eyes softened
when you learned of your mom’s broken arm.
Like the way you raced after me - your arms
flailing in the air - when I
dropped you off for your Girl Scout trip
- I was sure you had forgotten
your bag in the back seat -
You only wanted a hug and kiss.
And to say those three words.
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