Romeo Naces Poet Rhyme

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.

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George Anos October 17, 2008 at 11:38 PM i understand this fully because I also have two tods a boy and a girl! ANd I often play with them.. they are indeed destinies in the making

Nigel Fawcett October 17, 2008 at 5:19 AM On reading this, I was immediately transported back to joyful walks with my children on my shoulders. Lovely write. Nigel

Michael Jordan October 17, 2008 at 2:49 AM Romeo - I liked the way you express your obligation regarding your children - They are the greatest gift of our lives and also our greatest responsibility - Most of my life I was an addict and a convict and those to things make for a horrible parent - Now days I'm a good father and Grandfather - God Bless - Loved your poem