The post “Story Time” was a popular one. At least it was picked up by the popular author Dan Maurer of Transformation-Is-Real. Observing my son’s creativity was also explored in the post before it, “The Forest and the Tree.” Consider this a companion poem to these stories.
Again he says “turn the light on.”
Fear on his face too genuine
to deny the request, like when
he wants cookies in the morning
or one more show to watch. He says
dragons fly through the window, makes
me lie next to him—guardian
on the brink of great sights unknown.
What do I know? In the eavesdrop
of flying lizards and bean-stalked
skies—nothing. I wish I knew less
of the knowledge that wiggles its
way out of magic and made-believe
flight. His eyelids a heavy screen
that display imagination.
I wait to hear his dream again.
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