Gabrielle Gassin
A mother’s musings on life
Category: Parenting
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The birds this morning, On one side of home Sing – Their tune saccharine Layered upon the quiet of dawn The stillness of which Is startling And inside, The children sleep With luck; Their mother cajoled Into belief, that Today – we can begin again the composure of first light Captured, held close, and Used,…
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Mixed feelings are implicated in the commencification of school holidays. A time where one is grateful to be freed from the cage of school hours; each new dawn contains unlimited minutes, it seems, as we are no longer bound by an 8:50 start and a 3pm finish, with a circumscribed constraint of half an hour…
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Spindles do not spin When they are interrupted – The walls mumbling Bush creatures creeping, Little feet moving hurriedly down the hall Oblivious to the stomping underway As the mind is carried far From the dreams that have taunted His young mind Un-freed from adult things Happenings stained with sadness Unnecessary – not present in…
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Tiny black boots affixed to candy cane legs Rosy cheeks fat with elfin collagen A Santa hat, incline slightly off centre A blend of plastic and polyester Yet Enkindled by the childlike fervour and dedication Of the parents Each Christmas arrives With the promise of Magic, and The Elf – subsists on enchantment The adult…
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I have a fairy godmother. Her magic is revealed when I leave the house in a hurry, When all of the things accumulate, and the time lapses too quickly, and there’s always a deadline looming expectantly nearer; the thin hands of a cheap clock an assault on my mind. And the standards I once held…
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The last six months has been laced with the buzz of a low grade stress. In the pursuit of health, my husband wanted to test his body, to check on its defences and to get a picture of its internal functionality, after 39 years of an interesting life. Most of the results came back with…
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When I think about thinking about what matters most to me, the automated word my brain spits into consciousness is ‘family.’ Of course family matters most to me, but what does that mean if I break it down further? I feel most whole, most happy, when I am with my children. When my six year…
Gabrielle Gassin 