A windy day now
a windy night
then
that night
you were born
now this day
you are ten.
We brought you home
through winter’s
rage
remembering that night
as you beautifully age
as you reach two digits
as you turn a new page.
So many winters
spent
on the road to Rome
taking you
to the doctor
taking you
back home.
Each passing
year
has granted you
more cheer
with less
complications or
infections
in your ear.
Your brother
your sister
are growing fast too
before your childhood leaves
before your days with me
are through
always know deep inside
I love you.
Ten years you
can it be
my memories still fresh
when you were two
when you were three
amazing
how time moves along
so fast and free.
~Miguel
