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On Things That Never Change (And Things That Do)

My father and I go on walks,

And today I change my shoes before we leave

But he doesn’t notice,

And I watch moon and feel our strides,

And hear our walking music--our two voices,

Though today there are three sounds: our voices

And the coins he handed me earlier

Singing from my pocket,

And I laugh to myself for a moment

Because sometimes change is quiet,

Sometimes it’s loud,

And other times things don’t change at all.

Revisiting this today after my dad's birthday yesterday and a poetry reading I attended tonight. Dad, you are my favorite thing to write about.


Oct 25, 2023

Best father and daughter duo! This is beautiful just like you. So proud of you!


Carolina Pino
Carolina Pino
Oct 25, 2023

Brilliant & beautiful all in the same moment! You never cease to amaze me :)

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