Let the world be your home again

Let the world be your home again

go out in pajamas, polka dot

socks and slippers

wild hair

Four years old you

laugh like you don’t care

at your feet, crunch every dry leaf

return with laughter at everyone’s staring

See no borders

have no cares

of politeness

with your smile

carry lightness

of outside be 

unaware

just be bright

this is my prayer

for you, my angel 

boy, as you advance 

in height and years