Monday, October 19, 2009




Colorado Rocky Mountain High



Is it any different?

We send a son off to war

a daughter to college

or the other way around.

and they are on an imaginary space ship

we on the ground.

At play at six

first date, first car

they sail away

and us not noticing til they are gone.



Helpless? No.

Many help, many

in the glue that is

the village

as they sail high away

the country, the world.



They wake up safe

in a box

in our attic

and we pretend it is always

so


By Phil Specht

2 comments:

listener said...

It is really poignant to read this in between photos of Allyson. ♥

puddle said...

'Tis isn't it?