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A Birthday Poem for My Dad

Writer: Cheyne MintoCheyne Minto

Updated: Jan 2, 2021

I hear you say: "Lay still with your eyes closed"

I tried and try, but could not, can not, still


How fitting, then, that

The Squirmiest Boy

Learn stillness and sleep

And quiet and peace from

A man always but

A blink away

From his dreams

--

"Lay still, you little punk, with your eyes closed!"

You interrupted your reading to say

But, still, I rebelled with my tongue flicking,

Bouncing off the walls, fluttering madly


You never knew how I'd thwarted naptime.


Yet, still, my tongue grew tired and fatigued

Only stillness was left, then quickly sleep,

As you'd promised,

As you read,

As you'd seen

--

Lay still with my eyes closed, lay still and breathe--

Yearning to believe sleep's simplicity,

With the world on my mind in a flurry,

I recall you, Big Bear, hibernating

In your bed

In your den

That we made

Around you

Of pillows

On Sunday

Morning




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