Small Bites

The city is buzzing,

a man wearing a hat walks by with his dog.

A little boy and his grandma find shade

under a tree in front of the Modern Museum of Art.

An ambulance screaming,

the city boisterous while I take it in,

poetic colorful streets.

I found serenity at the outside garden cafe,

at the museum,

while nursing a Diet Coke,

and dark chocolate ice cream,

calling the people I love.

While my boy is sleeping recovering

from the night shift.

I wait to cook for him,

a home made meal, 

made with love,

and embrace him and his overgrown beard.

I escaped for a moment,

I don't want to wait for my dreams,

I want to live them in

small delicious bites.

A night earlier at Fenway Park,

Americana at it's best,

The Red Sox vs. The Yankees,

on a hot September night.

We reminisce about baseball games,

we went to when he was a child.

I laugh because my heart is full.

I laugh because my boy has grown

into a fine man. 

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