August 24, 2016

Time Lapses
A senior, you still wanted me
To snap that first-day-
of-school photograph as you

Ran out the door, granola
Bar in hand (no time for
pancake breakfasts) and last

Year's backpack an embarrassment.
I want to create a then
And now photo of you

Between preschool and almost
Done school as the quiet 
Of an empty house

Reminds me how quickly
It has all gone by. 

This is Poem #152 from the  Poem (almost) Everyday Project. Starting in mid-January 2016, I challenged myself to spend a year in which I’d wake most mornings and write a poem before my first cup of coffee. By the end of the year,  I had written 241 poems.  Here, I have published second drafts of  those pieces copied directly from my journal with minimal editing from their “vomit draft” state.