Report To The Boys

Yes, I crossed over.

Saw Maha and Granddaddy

Drinking coffee, under trees.

I have loved You Swep--

You Jeremy--each and every day

Since you were born.

Always, Jerene;  and Erin--

Who one midnight called

From NY, asked ¨Dad, when

Are you going to give up

On me?¨  ¨Never, Baby.¨--

I sired sons, Swep, and Jeremy,

And a daughter, Erin...

Who at fifteen sold me her

Poems, $5 apiece.