Friday, April 25, 2025

 

 FAMILY SNAPSHOT

 

 A forty-eight-year old man

and a one-year-old boy stand

on a sweltering backyard deck

in the good ol’ Summertime.

 

One looks up with silent awe

at the other, who is demonstrating

forty-eight years of expertise

hip-swinging the pink Hula Hoop!

 

I stand before the snapshot,

and wonder how this scene will seem

when forty-eight more hoops of years

turn round, and stand him here like me.

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