Liam

At the cusp of the winter when the season’s in dreams
And the cold, quiet air had frozen the streams,
She felt the heart beat, saw the wide active eyes
Of a child who already had too much on his mind.

She looked to her lover, saw both their hearts shatter
Only to be built softer and stronger.
She said, “Son, you’ve shown me the depths of our soul.
I couldn’t be more proud if you invented Rock and Roll.”

The child lay on her chest. He watched everyone pass
With those wide awake eyes of deep ocean glass.
And she knew without doubt and beyond righteous reason
That this was the purpose of the forthcoming season.