And once again
It’s my turn
I’ve been up
To bat before
Either stepped out
Of the box
Swung and missed
Or got beaned
Today I grab
My bat confidently
Knowing that inside
Me is a
Home run if
Only I could
Meet a baseball
That understands me
Category: Growing Up
LoveBike
Oh in love
I’m a child
On his first
Bike all wobbly
Steadied by another
Eventually pushed glide
For a bit
Then fall skinning
Hearts and elbows
I try again
Remembering the feeling
Of flying and
Fall many times
Eventually I will
Ride with freedom
Protecting my elbows
And my heart
Life’sPuddle (for Jay)
My dear boy
Your heart is
Breaking by loss
Everything begins and
Everything ends we
Often don’t splash
In the puddle
Of life thinking
That rain comes
But when it
Doesn’t and life
Dries up we
Cry grieve now
Knowing that love
Will fill your
Puddle and once
Again soon you’ll
Splash being silly
Pumpkin (for Fred)
And so we
Sat in the
Parking lot sharing
An ice cream
Sundae watching the
Sun set talking
Just two guys
Mirroring each other
For we both
Were attracted there
And in the
Drive we hugged
And kissed and
As I walked
To my door
I turned back
Into the pumpkin
That I am
The magic you
Are and its
Spell now gone
Likes
And like my
First bike you
Make me weeeeee
And ahhhhhh as
We roll down
The street like
My first Christmas
The gift that
You are makes
Me wonder what
Marvelousness lies within
Like spring you
Blossom and like
Summer you warm
And like Autumn
I did fall
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 