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:
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.
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