Tuesday, December 7, 2010

on stage

i see him
on stage, this
boy, this child,
this son of
mine and am
amazed at how
fearless he
is, or how well
perhaps he hides
the fear, but
it stuns me,
this bravado,
this chosen field
of his that will
take him far
and wide within
himself if
not to other
shores and cities.
he has cut
the strings so
sweetly of
being young and
on becoming who
he is. my heart
and hands
applaud his life,
and the journey
that he's on.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very nice. There is a chasm in your writing between sentiments of your son and sentiments of loss, lust, and lore. As it should be... just quite notable.