loveliness.

neighbors,
maple is great.
i mean it.
no.
not the tree,
and not the syrup either.
i'm talking about my kid.
my thirteen year old daughter.
jeez.
i had a great time with her on her berfday,
just she and i,
shopping for papier mache, and home decor,
and dragons.
yep.
dragons.
that's the sort of sh!t that makes my heart swell with pride and joy.
uh-huh.
that epic nerd fantasy jauns.
i can relate to it, i can understand it, and what's more?
i like it.
word up.
she's a good kid,
and she likes hats, y'all:

i'm just sayin', we have a lot in common.
of course, we differ in some ways, too-
they're not sucky, or rude, or difficult, or selfish...
in fact,
they're expert.
i prefer their company to most anyone elses'...
that's a thing.
and i'm grateful that my children are the kind of people
that surpass the rest of us by leaps and bounds.
i mean, they're determined, and dedicated and dope,
years, maybe even decades, ahead of where i was as a teenager.
i'm impressed.
on the really real-
that's some sort of feat, when you think about infinite nature,
and how it always wins.
who'd have guessed that there'd be so much to say
for nurture's role in their development?
i am as surprised as y'all are.
anyway,
i'm just psyched on 'em,
and i'm looking forward to our week in the woodsly goodness,
and all of the focused family togetherness that's in store.
this is it,
and there's bound to be more of it, too;
never quiet, never soft.....