Sunday, April 26, 2009

The lost boy, found

I've always been the adventurous sort, and this goes all the way back as far as I can remember. I'd go "exploring", and the next thing that you know, mom would be frantic. When #2 son and I went on a road trip last summer, I pointed out the place where I wandered off a couple weeks after we moved to town.

So happy birthday, mom, from your little found boy. Not so little anymore, but happily found nonetheless.
The little boy lost in the lonely fen,
Led by the wand’ring light,
Began to cry, but God ever nigh,
Appeard like his father in white.

He kissed the child & by the hand led
And to his mother brought,
Who in sorrow pale, thro’ the lonely dale
Her little boy weeping sought.

- William Blake, The Little Boy Found

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