The supermarket aisles
Overflow with beckoning,
Crinkly bags of snacks and candy.
This is not my element!
I’d rather be in the health food store
Safely surrounded by organic, whole grain and fructose-free
But the list says: three packs of chocolate wafers
Cake with icing too
It’s for a special occasion
I can’t believe this precious gem
Has been mine for two whole years.
Old enough to name the content of each sparkly bag-
“Bamba! Chips! Candy too!”
I can imagine him declaring with glee-
I am in awe! How
Can one so young know and understand
So much of this world?
“Here’s Ima” he declares out of the blue, pointing
Offering a kiss and a caress
The rule in his day care is:
No parents at birthday parties.
I hope they take good pictures
Ones that will show my son’s
Sweet face shining with joy
As he is wished well by other circles
Beaming down at the cake with icing
His Ima sent for her big boy.