I Am a Forty-niner …
written at 3.30am this morning, in the middle of a sleepless, anxiety-filled night
I am a forty-niner
beginning to learn about pain
I love my mother and father
Thanking God for all their days
Maybe it’s because tomorrow’s New year’s Eve
Or did I sleep too much lately?
I’m fearing sore ribs and aching shoulders
Hoping quitting smoking will help
I panic and reach for the Light and a pen
but I have light and paper
and a family to write about
Heather’s been so wonderful
It’s hard to put into words
We’re appreciating each other
In ways we didn’t know were possible
Rebecca may be moving out next year
A friend has a gramma who will give them a condo
I miss her already but I know I’ll see her
I’ll drive her somewhere and we’ll talk and we’ll eat
Aaron is playing guitar now
I can’t say anything else delights me so
He’s starting to write songs, it’s exciting
We can jam out each other’s tunes!
David is a wonderful gentleman
Into rock music and graphic novels and movies
He helps take care of my back
I thank him and Jah for that
Micah is my baby
Who has grown so much taller
Comin’ up on seventeen
She’s a pleasure to behold
Some may say she’s stubborn
I say she takes after her father
From morning to night
She’s a beautiful soul
I was feeling too much pain
at the start of this poem
I’m feeling better now
May I rest may I sleep
Yuya Joseph, 30dec07
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Filed under: Main on December 30th, 2007