Hair Song
My son’s hair is
More than mine
Longer than mine
Prettier than mine
Not mine but his
I Keep
I keep a small
hatch door I built
in my work room
ajar to hear my
wife and son talk in
the kitchen where all
the best talking has
always been done
11 Years Old
I see how much
He has grown when
Bending to kiss him
As he sleeps an arm
Out of the covers
Is very very long
Out In The Woods
Young son
waits
patiently
this
summer
with
tele-
scope
for one
more
plane
to fly
over
Needs
In the bakery
dad carries out
a trim white box
of Sunday delicacies
his little daughter
follows, white cap
ignored, holding a
cookie to her nose
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Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake
Longhouse 2018
