Friday Fictioneers-Spirited Child


“Love your spirited child for who she is. Because she is more, she will make you more.”-Mary Sheedy Kurcinka

Spirited child that couldn’t be tamed.

At the age of four danced naked in front of the mirror. Her only adornment French braids.

Dressed in pink suede boots, she stomped in mud puddles.

Girl that I birthed,  cried out in the night till she was 15 months old. In the darkness, I often long to hear her wailing for me.

Spirited child I birthed is now a woman. More like me than not.

No more pink boots, yet she still stomps to the beat of her own drummer.

Her dad says she gets her obstinance from me.

Perhaps, she does indeed.

100 words/Genre: memoir

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers. It tickles me to death to write with such a great group of writers. Please be sure to go to her page and read their stories too. We are a rather eclectic group and the genres run the gamut.

I welcome kudos and criticism. Happy reading!

38 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers-Spirited Child

  1. Very good, I especially liked her going from actually stomping in the puddles and then leaving her boots behind but stomping to the beat of her own drummer. Sounds very independent!

  2. Daughters are such a blessing-am so blessed to have one too:-)Wonderful to see your daughter in this piece-a free spirit is the best and yes like your hubby believes-like mother,like daughter:-)Beautiful piece!

    • Yes dear we are a lot alike. Look out world when we are together. So glad to hear that your daughter is free spirited too. How lucky are we? It may not be easy raising them, but when they’re grown the world is a much better place.

      Love, Renee

  3. Dear Renee,

    Beautiful poem…spirited like you and your daughter. I have three obstinate, spirited sons. Not sure where they get it. 😉 No crits this time. Voice, tempo, sentiment all there. Don’t change a thing.



    • Dear Rochelle,

      As always you humble me with your comments. I’m sure that your three boys get their spirit from you. I can see that light in your eyes. Isn’t it great that we gave that same spirit to our children?

      Love, Renee

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