watching you explore
your world,
wherever in the
world we happen to be.
but i was
a little scared
when you climbed
this ladder.
it seems that
you have no
fear, which is
something i really love
about you.
but please be
careful, because i
don’t need any more
gray hair.
but see your
mom
in this photo.
we used to
come to this place,
and walk
down this same street,
and talk about
a future with you,
before you were you,
and watch similar
clouds roll
over us.
and last year i
was here with you,
but you couldn’t walk,
and you had no
words for the
things you loved
and hated.
and now…
you walk these
streets with me,
picking up [...]
i love it when
you do things
like this.
i mean, a few
years ago i would
have thought,
“damn…that kid is getting crumbs all over my bed.”
but now…
now i just
look at you
and smile,
thinking about
how you are the
one who
can make the
shittiest day ever
disappear in seconds.
not sure
where i’d
be without you,
but i [...]
the taj mahal was
her playground.
and i couldn’t
have been more thrilled
to see the smile
on her face,
as she ran
around, screaming
for joy.
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