Friday, March 25, 2011

childhood

fast asleep, he
is, in the other
room, his crib,
the mobile
unmoving
above his head,
the clowns
and animals still
dancing on
the walls, his
hair is silk,
his skin as soft
as it will ever
be and soon, this
will all be gone,
the change has
already started.
he has begun to
move to the side
of his own life.
today is now
tomorrow and his
childhood is but
a distant song.

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