Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Nice Day (182/365)

Nice Day - Tommy Womack: Nice Day = Nothing Broken, No E.R. visits. This pretty much sums up my life. Except the hair part, mine is still wild and thick. Conversely, my brothers' hair have all high-tailed it off their heads, running down their backs, in search of an escape route.

I'm 45, my hair is going,
I've got a shaky sense of self esteem,
but in that water, that smile on my boy's face
for a moment life was not a bad dream.

It's been a nice day,
we all went swimming.
"I love you Daddy."

he said that twice.

Nothing got broken
No one got sunburned
I never freaked out,
it was nice.

I worry often,
I live in terror
of what life might have in store.

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