When I am too old

Songs of the Everyday

When I am old I want to lie in a cradle
Like I cradled my youth today;
I want to listen to those childhood fables
Like I recounted my errant ways;
I want to breathe in my children’s laughter
Like I breathed this sunny Oxford day.
I want to share in the silence of newborns,
When I no longer have something to say.

– o –

Summer 2010, visiting my youngest brother in Oxford.

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