Babe

Babe
of my youth
with which tender
looks held truths
giraffes under beds
is what you said
keeping eyes wide
holding your blanket
Oh so tight
wandering rides
in dark of night
you'd fall asleep
soon as we'd leave
horses on the trails
that time
you almost fell
we'd make breakfast
giggle and a mess
Corn fritters pancakes
Eggs and jest
drive to New York
just to roam
turn around
head for home
time...
when You
whispered
I put a bead in my ear
thought I'd die
if you couldn't hear
we watched
each other crawl
crying to life
holding lovingly
till the other one
quieted
cap and gown
loves lost
finally found
searching direction
beating a path
finding perfection
in artistic craft
My Amazon
Gold One
graduated
sensitivity degrees
brought to the world
Babe
making pappy of me