1/21/2026 for Traditional Cinquain Poetry Contest sponsored by Sotto Poet
My son is 33 years old now, but this how I remember him when he was a small boy. This is my take on "3) The beauty of your loved ones."
My boy, inscrutable, mystifying his folks, a live, moving Mona Lisa - unknown Shy one, timid, withdrawn, not uttering a peep - we sure would like to talk to you. reserved Pure soul open, guileless trusts with an open heart like a flower in a garden guilt free Mild child patient, peaceful would not hurt anyone - if but more of us were like you kindly Thinker, keen observer, silently noticing, nothing escapes your watchful eyes wise one
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