Yesterday's post, "Teach Your Children",
reminded me of a poem from the early eighties.
"And Know They Love You"
(for Glenda)
Pregnant at eighteen
and then again
before another year was
out,
she told me once
that she had thought
about giving her children away
and joining the
Weathermen.
It
is a night sixteen years later:
we have taken over the stereo
and are playing sixties music.
we have taken over the stereo
and are playing sixties music.
Crosby, Stills and Nash come on
and
when they get to "Teach Your Children Well"
I watch her son reach out and take her hand
and hold it while they sing,
I watch her son reach out and take her hand
and hold it while they sing,
quietly,
together.
Honoria
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