|Silhouetted by Times Square|
It's as if I'm looking through a keyhole,
the two of them silhouetted against a future bright.
One looms large, admired, fedora tilted over one eye.
The other? Innocence, unaware of flaws in his hero.
Youth demands attention; I make excuses,
my heart tender, understanding both as only a mother can.
If only the hero can comprehend,
for a moment look down, truly see how similar they are.
How once he filled my minutes and hours
with words. Does he remember I listened?
Know I still thrill with the wonder inside him?
Youth needs a hero and he's been chosen.
My youngest and oldest;
boy and young man upon a threshold.
Hero can lend a guiding hand, provide a key
for frontiers yet to be explored.
Worship won't last forever - nor should it.
But the honor, for as long as it is offered,
is a gift few ever receive.
by Margaret Bednar, January 27, 2016
This is for "Imaginary Garden of Real Toads - Bits of Inspiration - Keyhole" hosted by Susie Clevenger. (and will be posted for participation at Midnight, Jan 27th)
Also linked with dVerse Open Link Night #166
Had a fabulous week long trip to NYC - stayed right next to the Empire State Building. My daughter was interviewing to drama programs at colleges - already accepted into 2!! Decisions have yet to be made. We enjoyed the closing down of the city streets due to winter storm "Jonas", enjoyed numerous Broadway shows and had a lovely day at "The Metropolitan Museum of Art" with my oldest son.
My oldest son loves his younger brother dearly, but often does not understand the importance of spending time with his younger sibling - how much it means to my youngest son who truly is excited every time his older brother's name is mentioned... Both are highly creative, talkative (I mean TALKATIVE) and highly enthusiastic - and they can wear one out. I wish my oldest had a little more patience for his younger "mini-me".
|Empire State Building|