This Atlas Grins (For Hannah & Sean)
Riding upon my shoulders,
innocent glee,
giggling and humming nursery tunes
blissfully;
they bounce and they dance
with the purest of joy;
they shriek and they laugh, my toddler
girl and boy.
And I, like Atlas of old
mythology,
must carefully carry a fragile
destiny;
by the world on his back
he is burdened;
by these kids whom I carry,
I am gladdened.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2008
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