You were late. Ten days late.
I expected you at christmas
But you showed up in early January.
I don’t know if you were fighting to stay where you were
Or fighting to emerge but you twisted and rolled
And hit every nerve leaving me screaming for relief.
How could a being so small wreak so much havoc?
Now you are tall and handsome
So much like me so different from me
A part of me yet separate from me.
And still always late.