sometimes the sunrise
is the best part of the day
(before darkness falls)

sometimes the sunrise
is the best part of the day
(before darkness falls)

lovely innocence
found in the curious eyes
of a young child

now masked by sorrow
even with her birthday gift
her eyes say it all

the day starts with tests
to secure her friends’ safety
in this COVID year
negative is good
whoever thought it’d be good
to be negative?

and so, she smiles
and we blow up the balloons
(losing one to wind)

and the four friends come
and she’s happy for just a day
of this lonely life

Vamos a ganar
with this American map
he knows nothing of

every moment counts
and he has read my soul here
with these three small words
these fleeting moments
shared with a stencil of love
between my daughters

working for love
(sometimes it doesn’t pay back)
but we always try





some glow before snow
our weekend wrapped in moments
without argument



arriving today:
my kids who text me daily
my kids, yes, my kids

did she read my words?
did she see what i just wrote?
alas, i’m tired

i want to see them
just as he does, biking there
in the midst of lunch

seeing their faces,
having a conversation
without this damn screen
sunset petroglyph
lighting up our last night here
with teens who smile




possibilities
rest in moments we strive for,
moments we drive for
