today is his birthday
twenty eight years of living
and living
is one of his gifts
it seems so long ago
that i didn't want him to grow
too fast
but even then,
i knew he was mine to hold
for just a season
that there was a reason
for letting go
it scares me to think
of all i'd have missed
had i resisted the passage of time
and tried to keep him
as mine
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