my baby's driving
(i can't believe she's fifteen)
and finding her way


my baby's driving
(i can't believe she's fifteen)
and finding her way


the youngest’s birthday
(an early celebration)
before big sis leaves

Toy Story 3. Now.
i could carry the bag out
and cry all morning

a toy, a trigger?
my girl is off to college.
(this is no cartoon).

and so he will stay.
though i know she will leave me.
each grinning their truth.
with a perfect score
my youngest surprises me
(she’s ready to drive)

before the long drive,
enjoy the perfect park. shop.
soak up cousin time.


eat your sister’s meal
till the next time you see her.
too long (just too long).

your daughters will drive.
together, we can make it.
we will rule the night.



it’s all we can rule
with the oldest off to school
we can rule the night.
cycling through hills
of perfectly green horse farms
before paddling


bucket lists are short
but should include Kentucky
for its soft beauty

Kentucky surprise:
shadows, trees, sun, nieces, joy,
progressive murals




don’t assume you know
the beliefs of a red state
until you’ve been there
sunrise on a pond
a historic capitol
and these endless hills



my grandparents’ store
in this perfect little town
where they’ll always rest


Uncle Tim’s hard work
built for them from the ground up
(now he’s retired)

the pond where we swam
and where i brought my toddler
now off to college

how harsh time can be
taking everything away
yet giving us life
brown babe gull, black sails,
our last New England beach day
before the road home

