Diego
Little man
Bone of my bone
Flesh of my flesh
Tiny fingers reaching
As if for something to shut out that horrid light
Voice, wafer thin
Raised in protest at so traumatic an entry
So alien an environment
So naked
So…perfect
Down-like hair, black…like obsidian
An unruly mane
Lips puckering
In anticipation of mother’s nurture
Your eyes…
How they watch in wonder
As smiling faces are thrust frighteningly close
Meaningless babel
Raining down on ears unspoiled
You don’t know me
And yet you are only once removed from me
Flesh of my flesh
Bone of my bone
Into the eternal stream have you come
You are…Diego.
Man-child of my child
Welcome…
lorimargo
October 1, 2011 at 10:12 am
Love it!! I’ve got to meet Ryan’s kids someday! Maybe a trip to Hawaii needs to happen!
rgryan
October 1, 2011 at 11:25 am
You would fall in love with them. We’re planning a trip to Maui after the first of the year. Like, February’ish.
Michelle Sedas
September 2, 2010 at 10:37 am
Beautiful. I am touched. (My son’s name is Diego.)
rgryan
September 2, 2010 at 12:34 pm
It’s a great name, and he’s a great kid. He’ll be 4 in December. His older sister’s name is “Ocean.” Notice a theme emerging?
Our son is a surfer and has spent most of his life in San Diego.