My Son Knew

Laughing at life…

   My Son Knew

Once again
The training has saved my life
This many more times than twice
The trained reactions take care of me like an old friend

The first two lines all I said
And from only that much my son knew
At hearing his certainty I bellowed with laughter

And he waited for the story that would come
Sure I’d fallen like something he’d do
Glad I wasn’t dead

Three steps up then flat onto my face. Marble doesn’t bend
Limping the next few days. Bruised the price
But still with my life
Once again


From   –   A Warrior’s Battles: Poems of Struggle   (aWIP)

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