He is
Rocket Boy
He chases dreams
around the sun
before breakfast
His room is
the ship
and he speaks
at the speed of
light
about the stars
he will pick
for me
instead of
flowers.
He speaks of little
besides this
Orbit Obsession
He is delightfully and differently
delayed
Yesterday
he taught Aliens
to swim
in the doggie's water dish
Today
he learned
there is little
Space
in the park
for small boys
who think
that the
sand
is fairy dust
and share
by throwing some
in the
air.
He quietly
sits
on the swing
refusing
to look me in the
eyes
While a father
tells
a Perfect Child
to leave
the little idiot.......
Alone.
i like this one
because it is
so very good .
a nice poem, thanks for sharing this.