When it comes
To love and
Food wanting is
A luxury when
Needing is but
The one necessity
Category: Parents
HappyBirthday (to You)
I used to
Send flowers to
My mother on
My birthday thanking
Her for giving
Me this precious
Gift called life
Since she’s been
Gone I now
Do just this
On my special
Day I want
To wish you
All a very
Happy Birthday on
Your special day
Whenever that is
RomanceLives (to Gavin)
And then you
Said you’ve never
Had romance yet
Loved love is
In essence romance
It’s first flight
For a hatchling
And that initial
Skidded landing on
Marshy lake it’s
That one taste
Of snow and
Your first bitter
Lick of lemon
Romance is eyes
And smiles and
Chagrin caught staring
It’s that first
Tentative touch and
Oh yes that
First cautious kiss
This is romance
And to you
My dear boy
Poetry romance lives
ItIsLove (for Davion)
There is but
One thing not
Tied to age
But makes everything
Else matter makes
Everything breathe and
Grow and end
It lives beyond
And beyond us
It’s something that
We all have
And rightly give
It is love
Poetry
Poems live like
Life they blink
And inhale exhale
And sigh sometimes
Roaring while at
Others weeping they
Are my children
Gaining friends on
Their own triumphs
And heartbreak theirs
One day they
Will all breathe
On their own
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 