11 going on 12.
Heaven forbid
I hold his hand in public
but ...
-11 going on 12 -
the 'going' is key
in particular the -ing
a process that continues,
hopefully infinitely.
I hold close the moments
when we watch a candlelight concert -
he leans his head on my shoulder;
a movie at home-
he pulls me close so we can snuggle.
Today, he asked me
to walk him to class,
past a tiny but barky dog,
nevermind he went in
without saying bye.
I smile a secret smile.
He needed me.
He warms my heart,
my little man.
We never stop needing our parents though we may show it less and less.
I reach for my phone
to call my mum,
just to say hi.
I'm sure I warmed her heart too.
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