They didn't ask me to do this with the other two, this was something new; thank God they didn't ask me to circumcise him too! With all my love to my son Teddy, who is fourteen now
Transcendental Sonnet #1146:
Cutting My Son's Umbilical Cord
for Teddy
I cut your umbilical cord Teddy
They handed me scissors and told me to
Just do it although I was unsteady
My hand shook as I asked would it hurt you
Or your mother your sister and brother
Were there in that moment so big so small
Macrocosmic microcosmic to be
Witnesses present at the creation
Of you as a separate entity
Your advent complete your liberation
Into independent reality
Of all my experiences of all
My passages rites and ceremonies
Nothing can compare to moments like these
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMIV Silke LLC
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Reviewed by Silke Lance, Dr. Ph (Reader)
Reviewed on November 30, 2004
This is such a wonderful sonnet!
(Greetings to Teddy!)
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(Greetings to Teddy!)
I love you Baby...
Silke