You say
We need more in common,
Because you like sports and cars
And wouldn't it be wonderful if you had
Someone to share it all with?
And in the middle of your complaint
You are interrupted by an excited voice,
Huge, inquisitive eyes just like your own
But with my smile and build.
She wants attention
From both of us.
Before you can return to your point,
he runs in with all of my energy and enthusiasm.
You're his favorite person to cuddle with,
But he won't go to bed without his mother's song.
He wants to eat whatever you're eating,
And whatever I'm slicing on the cutting board--
Tiny hand groping around boldly from below.
If we did nurse the narcissistic need
To be reflected in another
We would quickly find that we have worlds in common,
Two pieces of heaven:
One which began in 2009, and one in 2011.
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
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