Already
Already
By age 2 we were artists;
Poets by 3
At 4 we discovered un-seen worlds
Turning 5 we could fly
But 6 meant school, rulers, visibility, work, mirror-gaze;
Leaving our wings behind us
Late afternoon
Soon children will be home from class
Each day small parts of them disappear
Multiply and divide into others
Even as they grow into bigness
We shall not come to know love by the pound
But by the mile
Love from grandpapa kids <3 nbsp="" p="">
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