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2011-07-09T23:45:58-07:00July 9th, 2011|Parenthood|

The cocoon of infancy

You look at me
and down
at your legs

trembling
testing

coiled springs

your hands fan the air
fast as though you might
fly instead
of walk.

Are the journeys
you will take
written out on
your bones?

We beam
but nothing matches
your exhiliration.

You have been so patient
the cocoon of infancy
has shed
you are ready
run
my sweet
run.

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