he was born in early April 1994
the day a musician died
he came into the world in the normal way
one rose as one had lied
he's growing blonde hair, blue-eyed son
like the one gone the same time
when that song came on, on the radio
he started to cry, cry, cry
i look at him and i know who he is
but he doesn't yet understand
i put food and a fork in front of him
he took it in his left hand
© 1995 S. S. Hudson, eXpressions Journal
