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Seeing Seagulls (for Bub)



A year ago I paced this parking lot
While you swam circles in mom's belly
Under the ultrasound wand and jelly
And on my screen because daddies could not
Join mommies and babies back in those days
As I maddeningly carved a river
With my feet on this selfsame concrete,
These seagulls, the very same, showered sheets
Of poo all around, hither and thither,
All of them missing just like today
Today, however, you're right here with me
Enthralled by the gulls I had not seen
'Cause I just saw you on that little screen,
But each day since birth you've taught me to see
Through eyes that opened on the fourth of May

Dad Commander

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