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On a Walk

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This fresh buckeye shines,
just cracked from its prickly shell.

You glow,
giddy with discovery
bouyant with purpose
knowing only this, now,
air, wind, leaves,
tricycle, sidewalk, pedals.

I watch the back of your hand
move sideways across your lips, your fingers wipe
the itch from your eyes, your lids blink and your nose wrinkles.

My prayer is for bouyancy,
for giddiness,
for light heart and easy spirit

For Thomas (On the Occasion of His Tenth Birthday)

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Often you say to me, “I can’t believe you’re my mom.”
I choose to take this as a compliment.

Often I say to you, ” Please stop acting like an almost 10-year-old.”
I insist you take this as a compliment.

When I think of life a decade ago,
I wince at all my oozing pridefulness.

When you think of life a decade from now,
I pray you shine at all your humble grace.