On looking into babies eyes, and seeing their future,
Mine can only see a little ways
Into their lives.
As one who has been playing in the sixth decade of life,
And trying to foresee the future of
One who is just weeks.
Realizing that should that baby move forward to see all the midnights
That I can put together, tells me that if the small one grows old, I shall not.
For sixty plus sixty, leaves it high at a hundred and twenty,
Which means that only one of us shall see that light that will be there.
Ralph Peck
Photo by Marla Bolton
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