Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Intermittent Cloud, Some Showers
I need to take inspiration
From the one year old
She is a joy storm
Crashing delight
Like waves against
My sinking ship
Lightning smiles
Hurricane howling laughter
My stress
My tears
My depression
Feel worthless
In the sight
Of her happiness
I want to give
The gift of peace
Tranquility
A calm day
And balmy sunshine
Or at least
Intermittent cloud
Some showers
Not that she’s never upset
But her tantrums come and
Go
Gone
Like cumulus nimbus
In a gale
Massive yet fleeting
At only one year old
She has learnt the art
Of letting go
While I can only hope
To tip my barometer
To intermittent cloud
Some showers.
Mabh Savage 
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