Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Alan's first poem

Driving Home
By Alan Michael Rosenbaum

The sun is hiding -
The moon is here.


Postscript: On the way back from the Greenville Condo (a wasted trip since I forgot the keys), it started to get dark. So I asked Alan - where did the sun go? His response was so beautiful.

He also told me today as he looked for tools in the back of a play tractor..."Mommy, I am going to stand here and think." (I enjoyed the few moments/seconds of solitude since he discovered how to play the kazoo this morning...)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Don't forget about what he said...Daddy you are daddy. Mommy is mommy. Daddy can be mommy for Halloween.