As I wait for you to arrive,
not unlike waiting for you to be born
I sit here wondering who you are now?
A heart, my heart that lives outside my body
wandering the planet outside of me,
soaking up it’s gifts and offering yours
growing into the man you were always meant to be.
I wonder who you are now?
When you were born I waited as my water broke
and you traveled through the birth canal making your way to me.
Now, I wait in anticipation as you travel to Malaga, Madrid, fly over the great body of water we call the Atlantic Ocean, continue on to Chicago and then back home into my arms.
I wonder who you are now?
Quanita
Happy reunion to you both!!