Monday, December 22, 2008

Charles Blair

You are 3 years old, and held my hand today. I asked you your name and couldn't decipher your answer, but you were beautiful. We played, and ate cookies, and I let you eat more than three, like the teacher said, because you liked cookies. And you liked me. And when you stood there, giggling at the bubbles blowing and popping and catching them before they pop and giggling some more when you can't catch them, well, i am wondering who you will be when you are 16. 25. 60. if you will make it to 16. 25. 60. if i will make it. never stop being beautiful. never stop smiling when there are buttons, and glitter, and stickers, and bubbles and cookies. never stop smiling.

I Feel Just Like A Child / Devendra Banhart

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Anonymous said...

Happy Holidays & Starry Nights
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