David the First
In an old photo
I’m being bathed by a boy
looking quite bashful. . .
the first young man to hold me -
my mother’s only brother.
My first love note came
from junior high’s smartest guy -
shy freckled David,
future doctor of acclaim.
For one month I had his heart.
Our poet at Soup -
like the one of Bible times
whose psalms soothed a king -
touches us with modern verse
and blesses us with friendship.
(As I went to enter the contest, I noticed I was supposed
to write of only one famous David. Well, I don't know the famous
ones like i know these three. In a way, my middle one is famous.
I just googled him and saw he was on the short list of nominations
for a prestigioius award naming most honorary of all students who
ever graduated from my high school! and of course, our own
David Williams is famous at SOUP!!)