Your face looks tinged with happiness
when viewed sideways, upside down...
Striking is the love, the tenderness of parental bond.
When seen directly the mood shifts -
You are tired,
you worry,
you miss him already even while he's snuggled into your side, because he'll be leaving soon.
You want to give him the world,
but you know he can't hold it.
So you'll keep hauling it along on your shoulders -
they grow broader,
you never struggle to stand upright,
but the hollow ache grows vast within you at times.
He deserves to be elevated by all that you have to give him
and you feel helpless,
barred from this benefaction.
I am awed and humbled.
