The Swing

The Swing Writing from the porch now. I am down to paper and pen. Rocky will not let me have anything else. He insists on all of my time there is little or none left for rhyme these days. He calls my name in the morning "Ma, ma" He calls my name in the eve. "Ma, ma" He knows how to train me well. He has put me under his spell, and I have already fallen in love. It took only one time to hold him close in my arms. He has such magical charms. My husband and I, We now celebrate... each day a new. We are parents of a big boy now and he is home. He is our first kid. We are so proud. He is one of many... to follow but none will be as cool for me... as the first! At least that is true until the next.