We Will All Laugh (Songs From A Long Time Ago #3)

nine months from now

she will flail her legs

she will cry when she comes

in your arms she will cry

and i’ll be born too and she

will smile and fall

Silent and all the while

I’ll see her walk down the hall

nine months from now

we will all be absolutely born and

she will cast her own shadows

she will die many times

she will live all the more

she’ll be a dotted line

among dotted lines

she’ll walk among the cities

among the other lines

nine months from now

she’ll eat her own boogers

she’ll run before she walks

she’ll prefer milk to low fat

she’ll hold a paper in her hand

she’ll wear a smile for her dad,

she’ll throw up that oxford cap,

she’ll take pictures of herself,

she’ll have facebook. she will use keyboard.

she will become a part of this century with headphones.

she will join the world of advertisements and slogans

and she’ll never be able to be two or three words,

she won’t even be able to be her name.
she will never be catchy.
she will never fit in a palette of colors or magazines or books.

she’ll be—nine months from now—something else.

she’ll star in her own stage play,

and I’ll applaud for her,

she’ll hit a home run all day,

and I’ll applaud for her,

she’ll eat a hot dog with me,

and I’ll pay it for her.

She’ll wear a smile and a white dress,

For her, for her she will;

And one day she’ll wear a rainbow of tears and a black dress,

For me: just for me.