educator, writer, speaker, devoted family man, amateur philosopher, chess enthusiast, basketball junkie, connoisseur of fine hip hop, and purveyor of wit and wisdom
The new baby boy will be here just 8 days from now. Mr. & Mrs. Brown are very tired, and lately, we have been physically, emotionally, and spiritually taxed (her more so than me).
Below is a poem I wrote when Tara was pregnant six years ago with Donovan. It’s been on my mind lately, so I revised it a little and I’m posting it here. (Click on the link below to read the poem.)