I watch him
In his becoming
And marvel
At the transformation
He stands
Lost in his music
In his pictures
Easy with the himself
That he is
Hat pulled low
Leaning against
The pole
And seeing
And seeing more than he’s watching
I watch him
And I see
The little boy
In the young man
And the man he is becoming
With pride
In awe
Of what I see
The ease
In his reality
And I smile