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Monday, February 16, 2009

DREAM CHILDREN, A Reverie

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DREAM CHILDREN,

A Reverie





I know that by the time Isabel reaches her teens
She'll want to read all the love letters Dad sent to Mom,


And Mother,
Ever attentive to the moral order of the home,
Will have censored some details of the lovers’ delight,
Until the girl attains the appropriate age,
And she possesses the missives on her own.

Our son will study the photographs,
Taken when his parents' passion was young;
He will marvel at his Mother's beauty
And from her image learn standards necessary,
When it comes to the time
He chooses a woman for his wife.

And our children will cherish the memory of how,
Night after night and over the years,
We read to them until they fell asleep.

And their minds retain the cadence of nursery rhymes,
And the breathy note of excitement
In tales of heroic deed and glorious adventure,
And the memories of wonderful delight,
The stories of fantasy and magic create.

Their rooms teem with books,
These books form a collection, a magnificent library.
It remains today the envy of posterity.

And most of all our children recall the hugs and kisses,
The times they rode on our shoulders
Their arms around our necks,
The softness of our voice when we spoke to them,
The affection lavished without stint
Bringing to soul warmth and calm,
And that happiness evident
From childhood spent in a good home.

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