My son shows me America’s Got Talent
highlights on YouTube,
specifically the Golden Buzzer moments
and if you’ve never seen them
you need only know
that he doesn’t show them to me
because the performances are good
which they are
but he shows me
because the sincerity
of their dreams
strips my heart bare
and the wallop of happiness
on their faces,
for a perfect moment,
makes everything else
happy too
and as he watches me cry,
the heaving kind of cry,
even though we’ve never talked about it,
he must know
that every so often
a heart needs
to flood.