his twelfth Summer

Sam’s lanky legs are inches longer than a few months ago. These legs sometimes ache at night with the growing pains but during the day, they are a constant blur of motion.
He stretches out and I gasp at the battleground of his extremities. It’s all scratches, connected to a bruise, next to a healing scab, all of it peppered with mosquito bites and dirt.

Evidence of bikes ridden fast,
fences leaped over,
trees climbed.
Evidence of his courage,
and of daily delight in being a boy,
outside basking in the sun.

Advertisements

About sparrowjourney

Christian homeschooling mom to three boys, married to my best friend, John, for over 20 years. I love gardening without gloves, learning history with my kids, cooking with lots of butter, serving others, great books, rich coffee, studying the Bible, camping outdoors, scrapbooking, vintage home decor, the smell of rain and cut grass, authentic people, poetry, laughing until your sides hurt, and babies. oh and black licorice is pretty awesome.
This entry was posted in son-shine. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s