2010-10-06 16:26:18swallow
To a Daughter Leaving Home (Happy Birthday, Son)
at eight to ride
a bicycle, loping along
beside you
as you wobbled away
on two round wheels,
my own mouth rounding
in surprise when you pulled
ahead down the curved
path of the park,
I kept waiting
for the thud
of your crash as I
sprinted to catch up,
while you grew
smaller, more breakable
with distance,
pumping, pumping
for your life, screaming
with laughter,
the hair flapping
behind you like a
handkerchief waving
goodbye
By Linda Pastan
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2010-10-16 00:26:50
Is this part of a textbook?
No, it isn't.