before we head home

We’ve got a few minutes, just you and I.
A few words at Starbucks between key clicks will do.
I took a picture to mark our first date here.
You with that small, beautiful, smile.
We’re not doing anything unusual. Mother and son
on familiar screens, lazily drawing in a kind of silence
to let another day order itself in the background.
But we’re in a magic land, I know,
because you’ve gracefully entered a special place
in my world from long before you were born,
and add an indescribable sweetness.