Something wonderful has happened it is called you

1 November 2014

and mostly these days I just like to look
at you and sometimes make words
out of your name or rock you
in my arms till the thought of I
with or without poetry
no longer matters.
It’s not like I have forgotten
how to worry
about disappearing forests, landfill or the ozone layer
I pray that when you grow up there may still be
polar bears, for instance, forests and an ozone layer
keep the sun off yr precious face
and not just in the zoo
I worry about other things too, but mostly
it is hard to be unhappy these days especially
now the spring’s advancing and you’re learning
about hands – how to hold things in them
and take everything it’s yours

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