Michael is one year old today.
\nTriumphant,
\nhe walks through the house
\nwith a smile.
\nHe has a joy in walking.
\nIt is not wasted.
\nAnd everywhere is a place to see.
\nTin cans in the trash,
\na basket of toys,
\ncars going past the window.<\/p>\n
If we were eagles
\nwe would not see as well as he.
\nI have forgotten all the treasures.
\nThe piece of lint shining on the rug.
\nThe smell of chairs,
\nthe slickness of leather,
\nclimbing stairs,
\npulling cords and strings.
\nNothing left undone.<\/p>\n
Paper to tear,
\ntoys thrown to the floor,
\nsounds made in the throat,
\nscreams being born,
\nlearning names,
\nwords,
\nand opening doors
\nto let out the dark
\nand let in the sun.
\nHappy Birthday, Michael.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Michael is one year old today. Triumphant, he walks through the house with a smile. He has a joy in walking. It is not wasted.…<\/p>\n