Thursday, September 22, 2011

Poems for Z - V

That day, I paused, rested,
curled up with you on the concrete floor.
I tried to memorize your every feature
the music as you dissolved into giggles.

I held the terrible weight
of knowing I, too, would leave -
as you, blissfully ignorant, diaper clad
nestled your tiny body up to mine
cradled between my knees and heart.

Your mother would have been so proud
Delighted in your chubby thighs,
your curiosity, your smile,
even your reticence,
your armor.

I do.

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