Dear Son

(March 2, 2012)




And
every day I become

The
intricate details upon

The
lace that is your life

Your
voice mingles in the melodies of mine

You
fill the space that is beside me

And
I the space that is beside you

Yet
always, I find myself striving

Aiming
to weave my joys into the pattern of

Your
lace even more so.

So
that I may dance with you

And
you may dance with me too




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