i've been abiding all my life.

my sundial is on time; my friend is late;
a shadow of moments cover one side,
drift slowly to the other.
he'll be here by then.

a majority of two, we chatter.
he's right, so am i. we nod.
warm spring days' laconia
overtakes both our logic.

we drift into our children's lives.
we float, face the storm: Life.
this, a phase, as of the moon,
glows differently.

we open our treasures in front,
so both can see; sparkles.
blinded by the light,
we feel and grope.

life's string theory is genetic;
we both apply the principle:
the children are we-
we, children.

they love us as we love them.
C.S. Lewis stands & hollers,
'it's as it should be.'
sits down to a standing 0.

04/28/2010

Posted on 04/28/2010
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