you read to me yesterday
from a "real" book
a book with small type
and very few pictures
as i looked at your
child's body
sprawled confidently
in the gray chair
other images
superimposed
in my mind's eye--
you as an infant
giggling and smiling
up at me from your crib
you as a toddler
rushing up to me
as i picked you up from
the babysitter
looking at me like
i was the hero of your world
you in the future
mature and composed
poised and strong
ready to take on
whatever life
throws at you
and the love welled up
a roaring in my head
momentarily
drowning out your words
as you continue growing
remember this always
you are loved
more than you can know
©2010-Art Belliveau
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