I sang my teenage son to sleep last night
for my benefit,
bathing in his confidence

he enjoyed my song
I love his music
but cannot play it

I remembered when we used to talk about 'Next Baby'
and then didn't
seems half my stupid life ago

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we used to toss whole crusts
to the geese at the water park,
to watch them play 'geese rugby'
under softly singing power lines

♪ ^♪ _♪

after it happened
in the flooded woods near home
I built a shrine
hidden in the deepest secret thicket

a small pink stone
wrapped up safe inside
and a solar-cell garden light
it glows every night
unseen by anything human