(Adventurous and alive
Bold, bouncing, boisterous, baby boy,
Crawled and climbed away from
Daring days and
Early-learning toys...)
Fully
Grown
His
Indolence, he
Joined his jet-lagged, juggling,Kindred,
Lethargic and lively, loving, lion-hearted, listless, losing:
Man is his
Name.
Once was
Passionate and playful; now
Quaking, quietly beneath his quilt; at the
Ring of his rapier alarm,
Shattering silence into shards.
Teetering, trembling,
Unearthed, to undertake these
Very
Weary, wistful, weekday wakenings.
X marks the spot, where his head lay,
Yawning, yearning for the end of the day....
