2020-03-06T19:24:56-08:00March 6th, 2020|Parenthood|

I like your pants

It’s been their ritual for months now
every morning as I drive them to school
they roll down the windows
and yell nice things
at strangers

they take turns
and they don’t seem to have a plan
for what they’ll say
tossing words out
like petals

you’re amazing
I like your pants
have a wonderful life

but it’s not their words I hoard
it’s the reactions

old ladies and commuters on bikes
and people in winter coats waiting for the bus
they all react the same way

and I collect these faces now like jewels
the crack of confusion at first
a curl of shyness
and then the slow buttery softening
of gratitude.

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