My heart grew a few sizes
at the thought of you.
A son was more than I could take
and now a daughter, too?
Even my empty head
can count reliably to two
but the old ticker didn't know what to do,
so it just
got
bigger.
More room for family,
more room for loving.
We were maxed out before
but rather than shoving
or pushing, crammed in face-to-face,
we put in the work
and expanded the space
within ourselves to blissfully accommodate,
to give you your heroine's homecoming.
Every now and then,
my fingers and toes are numbing,
diverting their power
to the imagination tower
as it flutters and fries
its humble circuitry
wondering what color your eyes
and hair could be.
What your cares could be,
your worries and passions
and how compassionately
you'll make me better.
Will you be patient or fierce?
Stay-putter? Go-getter?
Will you have your mother's
bottomless heart
and your father's boulder brain?
I have more questions, but the page
is already struggling to contain
my curiosity.
I'll have to wait and see
but the velocity
of time, lately,
has slowed down greatly,
grated nearly to a halt,
it seems.
So I'll meet you almost nightly
in my deeply altered dreams
while I count the evenings,
dusks and days,
the dawns and afternoons.
You're close... but still so far away.
I love you.
See you soon.
About the Creator
Jacob Sherman
The desire to read, and perhaps to write, should be cultivated and nurtured with care throughout every stage of life. For my part I will inject what strangeness and truth that I can into our written history. Expect no constants but honesty.
Comments (3)
Holy wow. I sure do love you. this is absolutely beautiful and I can't wait to meet her so soon
Are congratulations in order? Another brilliant piece of work JS!
Great Piece😉📝❤️