FATHER’S DAY
My firstborn
Fell asleep
Next to me
I slept too
I woke up
As he was trying
To choke me
With both his hands
His eyes closed
His face wincing
Wake up!
I told him
Was the matter
With you?
I was dreaming
He said
That a dog
Was trying to bite me
And it wanted
To throw me
Into the sewer
How proud I was!
He’s a good kid
He has strong hands
And he’s just 8
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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