Monday, August 20, 2012

a boy on the brink

he was beautiful when he was born.
at 11 he posed with a football as if to throw a great pass.
a hail mary always in a blue jean ball cap.
the first had a little dinosaur pinned on it and tiny red sunglasses.
his first pimple was awesome and right on the bridge of his nose!
standing in an airport he showed me the real kool-aid; red and flowing.
a true people watcher in his early teens.
his laughter is contagious with no inhibitions.
life was faster than he thought.
he is a patriot.
a son, a husband, a father.
so tall and warm.
in a hug, my ear pressed to his chest, i can feel his heart.
an expression of his soul is so apparent.
you don't have to look hard to know him.
i close my eyes and hear him call.
forever in his heart.
he calls.
All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt. Charles M. Schulz