....what
shall I wish for you today?
The day dawns
and you wake, singing
your hieroglyphic little tune
of gurgles and da-das. I go
to gather you up in my arms
and the churning pistons of your legs
bicycle up into the early light
as if happiness were inevitable
as morning, as if life were merely a road
to pedal down...
-Michael Blumenthal
shall I wish for you today?
The day dawns
and you wake, singing
your hieroglyphic little tune
of gurgles and da-das. I go
to gather you up in my arms
and the churning pistons of your legs
bicycle up into the early light
as if happiness were inevitable
as morning, as if life were merely a road
to pedal down...
-Michael Blumenthal