Life Cycle
I think I missed the moment
when you became the child
waiting for me to coo
lullabies that might ensure one good
night’s sleep. I think I missed the
moment when I became the parent
waiting for you to learn
words that might explain one night-
mare that returns like uncelebrated
holidays. I think I missed
the moment that we traded
places the way children
trade comic books and collectible
cards and stories about being
in trouble again. I think I
missed something important
and genuine, like passing
through a town with one junk store
treasure worth a million
other moments I think.
