If I had all the privileges of this age
the gifted, the bought, the labored-for, the born-into ones
I would round them up and give them to you

But I do not have the many privileges of these days
I do have a heart that aches to give you all
     (fully aware a self-created chance exceeds a gifted one).
I offer you my heart, repeatedly, generously

And this,
is the privilege of parenting,
in part.



- mailed to Rhode Island this week - 
- artwork by Gary Hume