06 August 2006

To Mom (on her birthday)

two times two
we tie the shoe
at first it seems so hard
three times three
we climb the tree
and look beyond the yard

four times four
we stamp the floor
and dance while someone sings
five times five
new friends arrive
we try out different things

six times six
we hope to fix
and not to compromise
seven times seven
we’re more expecting
to best learn from our tries

eight times eight
we delegate
our children grown and gone
nine times nine
we view the shrine
and climb onto the swan

and may that ride
stay with the tide
and keep afloat till when
the sun sets all
the clouds ablaze
and we reach ten times ten

love, Jeffry 8/6/2006