Next Time, Theo

Next time you see them, Theo,
You will be as Alex,
deep voiced with biceps like baseballs.

Some will be long gone.
Great aunts and uncles
will walk slower
dark hair
replaced with wispy white.
They'll gasp at you, now six foot three,
scrutinizing your long legs and
reddish hair.

Remember when he sat on my lap?
How he went so happily to Robin?
How he was just beginning to walk?

And Alex,
too busy to chat,
will probably be chasing his own
one year old
round the table.

(2/22/09)