In your arms
One day, when you're six years old you may watch your Dad leave, and have just the
Read the poemIf you came here as a parent, or because parenting is the pressure point you are carrying, start with these poems.
They move through children, fathers, mothers, protection, memory, and the impossible wish to say the right thing in time.
One day, when you're six years old you may watch your Dad leave, and have just the
Read the poemOne day you'll watch From the back seat of the car Your Dad grab your Mom's hair
Read the poemWhen you leave home for the first time, Someone might recognize you by The sound of your voice, the way you wear your
Read the poemI watched you with a 4-crayon pack, Filling letters with a careful hand, Each stroke a single color.
Read the poemOn the steps outside of music class You taught me how to jump through time. The wrought-iron handrails,
Read the poemYou'll never forget when you feel magic. It'll grab you by the throat And freeze-stamp the time and place—
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