For Roman on his tenth birthday
Romy Romerson Baby Cakes #2 Our second grandson You were born With aunt Barbara’s cowlick And her shy smile You mom’s brown eyes That one dimple Pressed into your cheek Maybe by your great grandmother’s Loving kiss Your brother’s face When he first saw you Eyes round Amazed and fascinated by You. His brother forever Two weeks old When grandpa and I first saw you in Bogotá Already good natured wriggling, delighted by sun puddles and shadows made on the bed in the sunny patio Below on the streets the vendors called “Arepas! Tamales!” Treats you would later enjoy You called your big brother “Gagga” May you always be best friends. Gaga taught you how to look at me Cross eyed, with your finger In your belly button Teasing me because cross eyes and belly buttons Make me queasy He taught you how to do a good Japanese bow And play the bouncy ball game “Uno mas again!” You said, laughing When we tipped you upside down into a somersault You introduced me to Anpanman Bread Face and muffinhe