Our two babes sit snugly
in their seats at the center of our van;
our two big kids have the back
and we the front.
He reaches over to hug
me, and in a flash I see us older,
stronger, wiser,
steady.
Somewhere, somehow, we make it;
We are both there at the end
together.
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At Grandma’s house on Pap Pap’s day
At Grandma house on Pap Pap’s day
we eat and walk,
we run and play,
we eat and sit,
waste the day
in love.
Everyone loves
and everyone is loved
at Grandma and Pap Pap’s house.
Trust (I)
I bounce a little
and sway a little
and turn myself in a slow circle;
I pat Mr. I’m-18-Months-Old-
And-I-Love-Toy-Cars on the back
and wrap his soft arm around my neck.
He rubs my shoulder with pudgy fingers.
He makes quiet ooo-ooo-ing sounds.
I bounce a little,
sway a little
and turn myself in a slow circle;
I feel his head press against my chest,
feel his weight press down on my arms,
feel his hands become still and his voice quiet.
I bounce a little
and sway a little,
turn myself in a slow circle a little more.
He has fallen,
and I have caught him.