Monday, June 4, 2007

8 year old

you are my mexican smile
& i'm gonna miss your bright brown eyes
and your winning ways.
...how you love winning!
& playing the adult ...and shifting while i drive.

you are my independent soul
letting your shakes melt into drinks
& sharing my fettish for stickers.
I'm gonna miss how you love your own brilliance
and saying thank you.

you are my proud tomorrow's leader
i'm gonna miss you expecting me on mondays
and the laughter that carries itself through all your moods.
how you take a risk and then get shy, but try again.
i hope you always soar!