Sundown on the Child

Suburban patriarch
puffs up florescent inflatables
and vacuums the pool.
Kids coming,
grandkids too,
reunion for most of us,
introduction for the intendeds 
and the baby.

Graduation is the cover,
envelopes and cameras,
the youngest is now a legit
know-it-all, her siblings hover
to praise and tease and eat.

The light of our world is freed
from roll call and on parade.
We watch her wave to the grandstand
and pray she adjusts her mirrors,
top down on the Volkswagen,
sundown on the child
raised up in the Way.