It happened when I awoke
with the kids beside me,
sleeping the childhood sleep
that looks like they're nursing
at the green hillsides of the world.
I'd seen those faces thousands of times
but this once,
I felt joy for the first time,
since.
It wasn't big joy
just a thimble of light shining up
out of my worn eyes
after dark gravel had been brushed aside.
I rise only for them,
is that enough?
Yes,
today it is.
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