I am born again with my son,
(he of the WIDE-eyed wonder)
and the world unfolds anew
\I learn to smile with joyous glee, not guile
discovering how selfless love exists
in a woman who fights with me
\I learnt yesterday how
a bright, red ball is so fascinating
and HOW amazing are new sounds
\I ask myself
how so much JOY can spring
from everything so ordinary
\Maybe it is ME who has grown ordinary
Maybe . . . over long, long years
I just grew smaller
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