thirty six

Costumed and ready
your excitement contageous
Happy Halloween!

thirty five

Nine years and counting,
mother as name, title, bond
Happy Birthday, son

thirty four

Climbing endless hills
Lungs burn, legs ache, soul flies out
back in at the top

thirty three

Your every breath watched
as baby, you slept light, fussed
At eight you are still

thirty two

Another birthday
One by one we mark the turn,
celebrate forty