We walked in circles, you and I;
miles and miles of circles.
The late day sun bounced off the pavement to warm the words as you repeated them.
And, to those who said you couldn’t
you smiled and said, “I did”.
You never missed a chance to watch;
to watch quietly while dodging the invectives of your teacher,
as a wrench slid, or a bolt broke, or a tiny slip of wire coiled just out of reach.
Lying on your back, under tons of twisted metal, your fingers fit in places his couldn’t.
You smiled and said, “I’ve got it.”
She wasn’t even your girl;
a troubled girl with doleful eyes and long blonde hair
who bet her future on your friend who turned his back.
And, as the child within her grew,
you smiled and said, “I can help.”
Today you are a man;
a man who overcomes obstacles with honesty and effort,
and, while others wring their hands in impotence, you flourish.
My heart fills with pride as I look back on your journey.
You are remarkable.
I love you.
Are We There Yet? 