on the last day before i’m the father of a two year old
(a title you never get back)
i feel i should commemorate

sure i’ll remember this day as day four without
a solid stool
or i’ll remember it as 29 days since i was
the brunt of a well played ‘fool”s joke’

but will i remember the night before sheer
terror? the first of its kind until the night
before i’m the father of a teenager

have i fallen so fast? college was yesterday
and high school last week, wasn’t it?

on this, the last day before i’m the father of a two year old
i feel i should commemorate

with a song

“oh kid you bring me joy
i know there are better words
but i cannot find them to employ
oh kid, my lovely kid, you bring me joy”