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I'm sure my mother used those same expressions about different things, girlie things to do with me but probably those same words about my brother and I'm sure they both, your mam and mine, got those words from their mother's in turn.....and the words are said with love and it's the love that makes you and I both cry........because they loved us so much... Ruthie

Oh, this is beautyful Donall! The way the poem starts - quoting your funny mother's expression about the broken legs running and then this music of her words... So, your obsession with words starts here somewhere... Beautiful poem! I am so glad I found it... 'I used to watch the words climbing out of her mouth & fly around the room looking for a place to land in my mind.'