Jude II

We’re writing rehearsal.
Making plans for the big upgrade.
For such a surprise I know you’ll be rewarded in due time.
We’re setting the table,
quality time with the junior babe.
For greater relief I know you’re rearranging, so am I.
Are you coming down?
I can’t in the heat remember plans we’ve made,
but here in the water we all keep of fishing,
pushing doubt aside.
I can’t find anyone better to receive him.
Anyone better in any way at all.
Do you need a rest?
We’re missing the party and it’s getting late.
If you were much smaller you would have retreated,
you’re doing fine.
Just a smaller you to hold on to,
tiny hands that stretch,
tiny heart just beating,
pulling through.