Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Poem for Colin on the First Day of School

First Day of School . . .

(for Colin Jude)

is always a bit tense
and at times terrifying

and often wonderful,
the opening up of new life.

How do you explain that to a five year old?
You say it in just a few words,

a kiss on the cheek, a hug,
a pat on the back,

then send them forth to face
the terror and the wonder,

this new world,
in the labor of being born.

[Bob Coughlin / September 8, 2015]

[I remember! I remember!]

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