Baby Boy. It’s a 6.

I thought of you today, memories popping like sweet apple blossom buds in early spring, an infant, tiny body asleep upon my chest, little heart beating softly against my own. Arms gently curved around you, we rocked as one, surrendering to the gentle rhythms of the chair; wrapped tightly in a cocoon of love, time at once ceased and ceaseless.

Observing from afar, physical proximity prohibiting a “day by day”, your childhood, like newspaper clippings from a favorite periodical, dotted the landscape of an imaginary pegboard, a life story in the making. Each successive year lined your pockets with dream seeds, maturity marking time before finding fertile soil upon which to sow them, waiting for the right moment.

Kindred spirits, bond forged in a love stronger than death, I will be there always. Amidst joy and struggle, heartache and triumph, arms gently curved, eternal harbor of refuge, one heart to another.

 

26 thoughts on “Baby Boy. It’s a 6.

  1. UP May 29, 2020 / 8:39 am

    This may be the best you’ve ever done. It’s absolutely beautiful, and I can identify with it as a dad. Great six, great job! I give it a 25 out of 10😎

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge May 29, 2020 / 1:52 pm

      I well imagine it is, just as this Godmother’s love is. Thank you, Len.

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  2. The Vintage Toy Advertiser May 29, 2020 / 1:31 pm

    What a wonderful and heartfelt six. Those precious moments when they’re so tiny. That special parental bond that doesn’t change as they grow older. Love the images in the middle two sentences of newspaper clippings, pegboards, seeds and pockets.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge May 29, 2020 / 1:57 pm

      Thank you, V. My favorite too. My sister and her husband lived several states away while their kids were young and though visits were fairly frequent, I had only a “periphery view” of them growing up.

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  3. Pat Brockett May 29, 2020 / 3:58 pm

    Such a touching, beautiful Six. Poetic and poignant. I love your concluding line which also evoked tears here.

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  4. clark May 30, 2020 / 8:52 pm

    Nothin less than a Fabergé egg of a clark’s careful exploration and savoring of the exotic delicacies of the emotional side of the world.
    cool

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  5. D. Avery @shiftnshake June 1, 2020 / 8:17 pm

    I especially liked the line childhood like newspaper clippings; that is a good way to portray a long distance yet close relationship.

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