for S.R-S.
she has a belly for joy
as big as a bus
full of hotel employees
sizzling through the rain
home and warmth
and getting their shoes off
on their minds
and freeing behinds of girdles
imprisoned in them all day
she has a belly for joy
as big as St. Nick's bag of toys
when he takes to the sky
on Christmas Eve
things she's filled her belly with
in five decades
I'm surprised she can laugh
surprised she can lift
though she's filled her belly
with earth, with it spinning still
she's able to lift it
along with my spirit
able to climb stairs
with those she loves
with what she loves
to whom she loves
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2008
4:44 p.m. 19.02.08
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