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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Fearful (08/23/07)

TITLE: My Mommy and Daddy
By Larry Carter
08/29/07


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My Mommy and Daddy


My Mommy read a poem to me today. She read a poem of concern and hope. Her words melted my heart away like chocolate in my palm, but the mess afterward would still be the same without the napkins and bandages of daddy’s hurtful wounds. I could hear Daddy screaming and Mommy crying. I couldn’t think of a reason to why this was happening. But the flicker of fear in my mind kept me from hearing the worst of their quarrel. And Mommy read my ray of hope to me….

I love you, my son;
Daddy loves you too.
Mommy loves Daddy;
But Mommy’s bruises are blue.

I’m sorry that we need to go like this,
Daddy just needs some time to think.
Grab your bear and hold my hand,
Don’t stop walking; my legs are on the brink.

I’m not crying ,sweetie, no.
I’m laughing instead.
Daddy just told that old joke again
About the frog that bumped his head.

Yes, sweetie, don’t you remember that
In the morning he’d give you cookies and milk?
The games we played and the games we made,
The sailboat that you and he built?

Yes, honey, Daddy’s yelling,
But only at the neighbor’s dog.
Just like he always used to do,
He’d go with us and jog.

Of course, son, we’ll do all of that again.
Please just don’t let go of my hand.
Daddy just loves you too much for this now,
And he wants you to be his friend.

Don’t cry, honey, Mommy’s here.
Buckle your seatbelt tight.
Hug your teddy and close your eyes.
We’ll drive into a hopeful night.



My Mommy repeated words of encouragement and hope for my fear that had overtaken me. I love Mommy, and I love Daddy. I hope he loves me too. I’m not sure why we’re leaving but I know it’s for the best. Mommy said it is; so it has to be true. My fear has turned to bliss.


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Rhonda Clark08/31/07
This is a very sad thing that is played out over and over.

I like how you took the pov of a child. Gives more urgency to the situation.

Good work.
Laury Hubrich 09/03/07
Very nice. It shows a mother's love and the son's unconditional trust in her.