FOR PAT

His wife's with child.
This girl who sleeps beside him
All the night,
This child is quick with child.
The world's rubbed new.
All living things he now absolves
Of evil, sin and guilt.
His son is stirring in his mother's womb.
His daughter will be born.
His wife's with child.
He loves the day and night,
The earth, the air, the sun and moon.
He condescends to Shakespeare.
Freud and Darwin call him sir.
His wife's with child.
He could not love her more.
He'll live forever.