12.12.11

Another Year Older...



Once you arrived
You made my life attached, for good,
to that which I love
for which I feel completely responsible
and yet cannot really control

I learned what it means to sacrifice
and it wasn't easy for me
to give my body, my whole self
a flesh naturally inclined toward self-comfort
and ease

-but I was happy to do it-

because you were amazing to behold
a wonder which I could call, "My Own"

And still, as I look on
You,  needing me a little less each year
(While I, ever fixed to you)
I am still amazed

You are a wonder
a gift
and true joy
to my soul.

 

1 comment:

cristie said...

i love the photo
the poetry
the mom
and the boy.

xox