the baby & the poem
Saturday, December 12, 2009 at 10:06AM he comes over, sweet little husky voice “mama, mama”,
as if we haven’t seen each other in hours,
it’s only been about 10 minutes
how delicious it is to have someone who’s always happy to see you
who reacts to your smile as if the light has been flicked on and they can see now
“hi, mama!”, little peach hands grip thick comforter and pull
soft plump thighs scrambling, feet pushing
he nestles himself into me
his sweet momotaro body plops warm on top of mine
we mold so nicely together, we are one
warm, safe, perfect...this moment is eternal
i want to record it
i want to write it down
i pick him up put him beside me
to type it into my mac
he sits innocently staring
then climbs off of the bed
runs into the livingroom
the moments is over
i miss it already
sitting there on the bed
with my laptop
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