Years pass, face changes

Expression does not waver,

Life does not waver.

Strong soar, strong swoon

Your heartbeat is the only

Voice I hear.

Look down by the beach,

The sand pours over your legs,

Child is with the sieve.

Child is with me, smile boy

And you are with my hand,

Sigh happily, as always.

Esoteric thoughts flit

Through the air,

"I can't make sense of this."

Anger, hate, violence

Never any place to go,

Never any part of us, how fortunate.

And our boy wags on into manhood,

A firm soul on shifting ground,

Get on now, boy, don't forget to write.

With love.

G.