ten years ago tonight
I sat, sleepless
waiting to become a father
times two
it feels like at least twenty years have passed
joy and heartbreak, fear and fulfillment
unexpected pain and pleasure
agony and ecstasy
if I could talk to that former me
I wouldn’t
he couldn’t know
and he wouldn’t have listened
he was terrified
trepidatious
scared to meet his son
crushed by the weight of the future
but now,
burdened and seared
I’d trade the pain
for a chance to talk to Will
and to listen
to his wisdom
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