Happy Birthday Poka Bear

you have lost your old man look
and are beginning to have the
appearance of a little boy
but your eyes
still maintain
an ageless face of wisdom

when you learn to talk
you will have forgotten
the secrets you knew at birth

and i will never know
what you know now

but i do know
that everyday you breathe
in more of this human condition
everyday you learn something
and loose more of yourself

The tiny baby I wrote this for way back when in 2004 is 10 today.  The same little boy who wrote that sweet Letter to Santa.  Hard to remember that 5 lb 4 oz bright eyed little boy who actually slept through the night by 3 weeks.  My little miracle.  My million dollar child.  Happy Birthday (not so) Little Poka Bear.

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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