A birthday bike ride,
blue balloon bopping around.
Five years old, so he can’t read
the ‘Happy Birthday’ upside down.
Pedaling to an unknown place,
blue striped mask on his tiny face.
“Tangled up in Blue,” earbud’s tune.
Determined to reach the water by noon.
A man-made lake that reflects the sky,
so we could play amongst
the clouds for just a little while.
Took off our shoes,
touched pebbly sand,
waded in the shadowy water
baptizing each other with clean hands.
We are more alike than ever before.
We will all be changed before we wade this shore.





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