Little Landon
For my little boy
Wild eyes, damp forehead
one chase then broken
my vase - not your limbs.
Wheels flash, height, open,
one blink - you have taken
a plunge in the pool.
Legs scabby, undaunted
galloping, stomping
our dog is your horse.
Heros, villains, world's conquered
exploring, advancing
you're the king of your land.
Hands sticky with wonder
jumping over the oceans
you pause just to tell me - I am still your
queen.
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