Friday, February 22, 2013

To Joger

my baby
will not learn
the pangs of wants
the insecurity of my days

he will grow
well provided for
in intellectual and 
moral support.

he will be
a humanist and
a nationalist, a 
fighter and a redeemer.

November 10, 1981

My mom penned these words a month before I was born. She found the poem this morning and shared it with me. I hope I didn't fall short of her expectations. She didn't.

1 comment:

red the mod said...

It's wonderful to know that you take after your mom. The idealism, preference for free verse poetry, the impassioned academic dispositions, and the strong-willed conviction.

She would be proud.