It really is my niece’s 21st birthday tomorrow, and I just realized it, so I wrote a poem about her. I hope she has a great birthday! It is also National Honesty Day; I discovered when driving home, they were talking about it on NPR.
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| My niece at 8 months old |
It is the night before
A little girl’s first
appearance
My sister didn’t know
what a chore
Her coming out would
be as dear as
Anything she’d ever
done before
A May Day round the pole
Birth, you never know
what’s in store
Until you go through
what others told
All the stories of
what would happen
And you hold that tiny
bundle
Handed to you even
though you feel flattened
It is a rush where
your heart tumbles
Summersaults of love
and care
You stare into her
little eyes wide
Your insides are laid
bare
As I imagined, my
sister whispers
“Your name is Rachel,
welcome.”,
Someday there’d be another
sister
And a brother too, yet
to become
To repeat this process
thrice over
All children are worth it
This one is a prover
To this I will admit
She will turn the
world over
Or someday conquer it
Honest as the day is long
It is quite a saying
Some days are exceedingly
long
Dragging as each
minute
Exacts justice for
every stray thought
Or the wasted second that
you’ve spent
As you check the time
three times
Only to see thirty
seconds
Inch by inch crawl
Toward that excruciating
hour
Can honesty be that
painful
That it takes all your
energy
Draining every ounce
of willpower
Until you drop to your
knees
Begging for mercy
To make it stop
Your head feels like
it will pop
Before you go insane
Waiting for this day
to end
Other days rush by so
fast
Honesty is a shortcut
It steps on the gas
As the confession
tumbles forth
And no punishment
comes
Because it was paved
A smooth ride with
details
As someone tells
you
What you want to hear
The time slips ahead
Could it really be
evening already
As you hold steady
Staring at what you
thought
You knew already,
honestly
It all makes you double-take
Sit down and take it
in
With a wide grin
Like sweet nectar
That is like nothing
else you’ve ever tasted
Sweet rewards you make
your case with
You don’t hesitate to
do this day
Nothing is wasted or
eschewed
Honesty takes the day
Never ever going away
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