Day One Hundred Twenty-Five: 05/05/2012 and 05/05/2018

 Okay, so I found two entries from today and I like them both so I am posting them both.  First is my letter to Nex from the day after he was born.  Second is a poem I wrote with Marx.  I think maybe that was when we were visiting the Poconos or somewhere like that but I could be wrong.  The poem was of the form where I wrote two lines, then covered the first line and he wrote two lines based off of my second line.  Then he covered up to his first line, and I wrote the next two lines based off of his line, and so on and so forth.  His lines are the ones in italics.

05/05/2012

6:41 am

Nexen,

I am listening to you breathe as I write this.  You are a little over 10 hours old.  You are perfect.  Everything feels fine now that you are here.  I feel oddly emotionally grounded (at the moment!).  I told your father he could see you today.  I've had no reply yet but I imagine he will come see you.

    You were so strong and brave yesterday!  You are very calm and well adjusted, all things considered.  I can't even believe I'm getting the chance to write you already!

    I love you my baby water dragon.

                                                                                                                    Mama

05/05/2018

In the autumnal sunshine

I picked a tree

A symbol for myself

Inspiration for what I want to be

Calls to me

From the wilderness

Approaches a hunter

Seeking sustenance

My soul grows toward the sun

And my body

Remains unexplored

But the price is costly

So the decision is a struggle

And the answer

Festers within me

Spreading like cancer

Or the wings of a full grown dragon

The eternal question remains

How do I survive 

And what will I maintain

When the truth

Is at the bottom of the bottle

At the top of a mountain

Or the end of a throttle