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Adventure Boy
by Alison McKenzieHes nine days old.
Already I can see the adventure
In his dark little eyes,
The stories just waiting
To pour from pristine lips
And majestic hands,
His ultra-long fingers
Already hankering to touch it all.
His lanky limbs air-swim
Making ready for flight,
The running and hopping and playing
Making ready for reality
Warrior rising to the challenge of his name.
And the sweetness his Daddy delivers
In the carefully wrapped packages
Of words and caress
And his Mama,
His sustenance and heroine.
And all of us beyond,
His stalwart fans and loved ones,
Those of us who will invest our hearts
And resources to see that he is well,
Always.
The first of the next generation of hope
Our adventure boy.
10/20/2008 Author's Note: He is just ripe for it already...so amazing!!!!
Posted on 10/20/2008
Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 10/20/08 at 08:58 PM ...ali, what a voyage yet-to-be-fulfilled, AIR-SWIM...wow on that concept, i can see him...too much... |
| Posted by David Garner on 10/20/08 at 10:06 PM beautiful. I love the line, "His lanky limbs air-swim".
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| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 10/20/08 at 10:29 PM who needs to have their cheeks pinched when you could have a poem written about you instead. very nice read alison. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/21/08 at 12:39 AM Beautiful, Alison! You've described not only the child, but the eager energy of wanting all of life. Very nice write. |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 10/22/08 at 11:56 PM lovely... aloha....;-0 |
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