the poems are taking a backseat...
as is the knitting,
the card making,
the blog reading...the blog writing.
picture taking,
flickr surfing,
all of that is waiting...

eight fell off the bike rack
at school and bumped his head
and apparently has a second grade
concussion...has been listless and
sick ever since...
i really just don't know what to do with myself...
i am wandering around
worrying about him...
wondering if i am doing enough,
should i be doing more...
can i be doing more?
is this something that just has to
run it's course as the doctor said
or should i take him in again...
gah...

it is painful to watch him so
sleepy and sad
and not himself.