Sunday, January 18, 2009

Thinking of The Parades

I'm thinking of the parade
I will miss today,
and how I would
take my son every year.
First in his stroller
Then in my arms,
then on my shoulders,
and then by the hand.
And tell him to lift his face up
and remember.
You may kill a man
but you can never kill his dreams.

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