for the first time
had clear opinions about what a
birthday looked like.
Lemon cake and balloons
and lots of spins on the carousel,
had his own buddies to invite,
his own little crew of men and women
gathered around, sang cumpleanos feliz cha cha cha,
new what sort of baseball cap to buy him
or cool light up wheel things for his
brand new bike.
His sister regressed that day
her kindness and affection turned
cold with envy, quick to react,
quick to tears and I remember how
complex we all are. Integrating
all the time. Moving through space,
moving through years,
putting pieces together again and again
continuing towards the completion
of our finest and most whole selves.
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