for my little monkeys

Heartbeats beating down the door

As the clock tick-tock-ticks 

And monkeys are jumping on their beds

Then the calendar keeps running its mouth

And letting her little monkeys out

They are running, climbing every tree in sight

She stands in awe, a witness 

As she greets the growing distance 

With those little monkeys learning to be free

Learning how to leap and how to land

Heartstrings stretching toward the hard won light

Of the tangled up jungle of adult life 

And watching eternity unfold before her

Heartbeats beating as she watches her little monkeys 

Swing from tree to tree—what a delight