playing favourites

if i had to choose

it would be that first year

the year we became four.

even with a whole month

of colicky crying,

even with the frugality

of student life,

even with the tantrums

of the terrible threes,

even with the uncertainty

of what next,

there was hope,

there was love,

there was joy.

if i had to choose

it would be that first year

the year we became four.