everything today feels like it has happened before
before you leave, I fix your smile in my mind
the scent of your forehead from babyhood
any other time it would be just my love
before you leave, I fix your smile in my mind
the scent of your forehead from babyhood
any other time it would be just my love
this time in urgency, I stoop to say
carry your passport with you
and text me a copy of it
be safe, my love
_____________
Note: At was here for fam dinner with a friend and told us she was going to Arizona for SLE's memorial next week. It sent me into a bit of a panic to think of her going to Arizona all by herself, TBH.
Pic: Huck and Max are misbehaving a bit a the dinner table, Nu's expression says they'd never have been allowed to get away with such behavior, what's up with that?
5 comments:
I can feel the overwhelming love mixed with concern in this poem, maya. It's like a rapid heartbeat.
Your husband's face in this photo is wonderful. He is the picture of kind, loving patience.
Take care.
Beautiful, and I can feel the anxiety in this poem. It's hard to let our kids go! I'm sure At will be fine.
Gorgeous, Maya! I can feel the pain of letting your little birdie fly the coop. :...(
Ugh, Arizona. I am sure At will be safe, and at the same time, bringing a passport is a good precaution these days.
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