With your baby face
held high and a beaming grin,
you marched off to school.
On your BIRTHDAY,
carrying news, “Grandpa is fine,”
inside of your heart.
We brought Popsicles
in a blue cooler to share,
sixteen boys and five girls
for this class of — geesh!
it’s 2022!
(How old will I be?!)
While you played skunk tag,
in gym, and made a tree from
construction paper,
(Why didn’t I cry???)
I wrapped your presents for you
and fell into sleep…
gathering my strength
to heal from the outpatient
procedure that left
my gum in stitches.
I did some yoga
free class, on yogatoday
and took a deep breath.
Gathering my strength
to listen to Lance Armstrong
talk about The Ride.
No, I didn’t cry
but at the end, I paused when
you stood on the step
in your birthday crown.
As your brother reached over
and tenderly gave
your ear a small squeeze.
And I noticed something else –
Your brother’s eyes
were so full of pride.
Happy Birthday Little Guy!
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I am so glad the surgery went well and your Dad will be okay.
I’m so glad Grandpa is fine. Thank goodness! And what a lovely back-to-school, birthday haiku. Hope it was a great day.
I swear – it was only yesterday that he started Preschool!!! sniff, sniff