>I. JUST. LOVE YOU!!!
he screams
four-year-old fingers gripping my cheeks
forehead to forehead
noses smushing together.
I smile
and ache
to think of our upcoming separation.
How will I live without his
crushing, bruising love
for those weeks?
Will an unfamiliar continent
distract, or
will it make me long evermore
for the babies
already in our home?
I just can’t —
and then I can.
I will go to the ends of the earth
for them —
for all of them.