Monday, October 25, 2004
To Andy on His 21st Birthday
younger days...
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To Andy on His Bar Mitzvah
I commend you son
(I won't say you're the favorite one)
But I will say this:
You came out of me and were placed
Still wet in my arms
And though you had just weathered
The trauma of your own birth
You gazed at your mother
With a calmness that transcended age.
And for all of these thirteen years
You are the one
Whose affection arrived without judgment
Whose smile was vital
Whose tears stung like leather straps
That whipped me on the inside...
I commend you, son, with love and pride
But no surprise
That was always you
And will always be you.
i'm fallow, wordwise, and the boy is 21 years old today. i love you andy...mom
modern-day, my son in 2004 after his navy boot camp grad
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Who am i, what am i
A picture's worth
moon phases |
I stand on the sand, and I'm rocking
grief to sleep in my arms.
issues
Poetry roll
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