General Poetry posted January 20, 2019


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January Birthdays: Christopher

by Bill Schott

 
Christopher,

my oldest son, was born today,

forty-one years ago;

he's married now with his own kids,

where time’s gone, I don't know.


How did he go from Billy Chris

to husband and to dad?

Four decades ago, how could we know,

he'd have the life he had.


 

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