Bday Bugs 2025
Hey Bugs,
I know that this is late and that your birthday was last month. This one took longer than expected. Needed more revisions. I'm sorry I wasn't there to help bake your cake this year. I still have a memory of your very first birthday; it was so funny when you got cake all over your face. Your eyes went wide as a kitty cat with a saucer of milk at that first bite. Anyway, just know that I think about you every day. Especially on your special day. I hope this small contribution lights your smile up like a Hawaiian sunset. I bet it's as gorgeous as your mother's.
Love Daddy
The Waiting Shore
I keep his picture from our beach last spring,
When shave ice melted purple on my chin,
The waves still crash the way they used to sing
Before adventure called to him within.
His surfboard leans against the lanai wall,
While morning trades blow palm trees by the sea,
I build small castles, watch each tower fall,
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And wonder if he’s building dreams for me.
On weekends when the ice cream truck plays songs,
I buy two cones though only one gets eaten,
The second melts like time when day grows long —
Some sweetness can’t survive when hearts are beaten.
His aloha shirt hangs on my bedroom door,
Bright flowers fading in the washing sun,
Each thread still holds the salt from shore to shore,
Though currents pull where separate journeys run.
At sunset when the sky turns mango gold,
I trace his footprints in the cooling sand,
The tide erases what the beach once told,
But leaves me holding shells from his strong hand.
