Banana Days

Now I know

That I knew nothing back then

All I thought I knew

Was another day where we might take a walk

Around the mobile home park

Where I might vacuum the rug

Throw in some laundry

Turn on the TV

We might sit on the couch

With the morning sun peeking through some lace curtains

Maybe you would like a banana and

I would hand you one and sit and watch you eat it

Maybe we would chat

Or maybe I would just marvel at every bit of you, little one…

And then

I might find my camera and use a few precious and costly photo snaps onto some film…

Maybe it would be months before we might finish the roll or find the

Money to have it made into prints…

Oh the lazy, hazy banana days

When things seemed so simple

Yet, they were not….

Happy Thirty-third birthday, Zachary…I love you!