Already

Already

By age 2 we were artists;

Poets by 3

At 4 we discovered un-seen worlds

Turning 5 we could fly 

But 6 meant school, rulers, visibility, work, mirror-gaze;

Leaving our wings behind us

Late afternoon

Soon children will be home from class

Each day small parts of them disappear

Multiply and divide into others

Even as they grow into bigness

We shall not come to know love by the pound

But by the mile

Love from grandpapa kids <3 nbsp="" p="">