Sunday, May 1, 2011

May Day

Making little
paper flowers
with my son
when he was five,
to hang on
Grandma’s door,
celebrate the day,
a rite of spring.

So I stayed behind
the tree and watched
his little red head bob
as he climbed the steps,
hung the flowers,
rang the bell and ran
to hide behind
the tree with me,
watch his grandma’s
face fill with delight,
as mine does,
his little face beam
like a spring flower.

1 comment:

  1. eh mom,love it.thats awesome.I remember tons of stuff, not that though.oxoxox keith lol