You had me with the title, and then that first stanza... fortissimo! And then, at the end, it softens to a sweet pianissimo with "The music of what happens waters his eyes." Nicely done, Amrita!
He's a precious friend, and was my son's pediatrician for eighteen years. For the first six of those, he didn't charge us. We were at his office far more than most children. It felt like all the time.
Beautiful!
Thank you. As is he--my son's pediatrician starting 51 years ago. We really lucked out, my son and I.
You had me with the title, and then that first stanza... fortissimo! And then, at the end, it softens to a sweet pianissimo with "The music of what happens waters his eyes." Nicely done, Amrita!
He's a precious friend, and was my son's pediatrician for eighteen years. For the first six of those, he didn't charge us. We were at his office far more than most children. It felt like all the time.
Utterly beautiful and heartfelt