I Miss Him So, But, Man, that Kid Can Sing
(Villanelle #5*, with luck and love on your first LA release)

My baby boy, a breath — now taken off on wing
3000 miles, a far, far way to go
I miss him so, but man, that kid can sing.


His tiny hand in mine such joy did bring
ballgame-filled days, we drove both to and fro
My baby boy, a breath, now taken off on wing

Pure medicine, his laugh and smile were king
affection, such an easy thing for him to show
(I miss him so, but man, that kid can sing).

From middle school, his friends were everything
Pioneers in woods, at beach, in snow
My baby boy, a breath — now taken off on wing

Found his way despite life challenging
picked up guitar to emulate his older bro
I miss him so, but man, that kid can sing.


Now LA’s home (or maybe just a fling)
His voice still cures when I am feeling low
My baby boy, a breath — now taken off on wing
I miss him so (but man, that kid can sing).


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Gae is the author of several novels for readers of all ages, though shelved as tween and young adult. You can read more about her and her books at gaepolisner.com
