Dog Gone
Or, If loose lips sink ships, what do loose leashes do?
A lass met a lad one fine day
Who sat crying, not joining in play.
"Why so sad?" said the lass.
The lad said, "Alas,
Loose-leashed Lassie left leaping away!"
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Sonia Heidi Unruh
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Letter to our Queer & Trans Youth
Hey, you. I thought I’d start this letter by telling you a little about myself, just so you know who you’re dealing with. I’m an emotional dad, father to three amazing kids who we met through the foster care system, and whose presence in our lives has really transformed my sense of responsibility to the communities that surround us. The connections we’ve made with one another, with our extended families, and with the communities where we live and look for belonging have catapulted us into this whirlwind of emotional tumult which, while not easy by any stretch of the measure, has also been remarkably healing. I realize ours is really only a one-sided chosen family, since our kids didn’t get to choose to live here, but I’d like to think that they did choose to let us love them, which allowed them to grow to love us. And I think that’s where I want to go with this letter- to a place where you can find belonging and healing- even if the pathway there may be peppered with some emotional tumult.
By F Cade Swanson6 days ago in Pride
Comments (8)
“If loose lips sink ships, what do loose leashes do?” clever analogy.
Really very well done. Clever with great rhymes and a smooth flow. Great job Heidi.
Haha. This is great. I couldn't say the last line twice without messing it up.
Not only a delightful limerick, but a bit of an alliterative tongue twister for that last line.
I love it! you came through in spades!
Love the word play with this one! Such a fun series this is! 😆
Fabulous Limerick!!! Loving this!!!❤️❤️💕
Very cute Limerick Sonia 🥰