For Joel…


little boys
grow up and set
their toys
becoming men,
they seek careers
in which
to hide.
looking back
they see the things
that they have lost.
boys to men.
growing up.
but what the cost?


of those things
once cast aside.
games to play
and red bicycles
to ride.
in the mind
to see
what almost was
tree bow swing,
the barn
the empty lot.


and then to touch
in wonder
and to see
it all again.
perhaps a tear,
or maybe just
nostalgia’s pain.
and so to smile
and know within
the heart:
were your beginnings,
and now the
memories start.


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Rev. Stephen B. Henry, PhD. is an author, web developer, small business consultant, and mentor. Steve provides technical and online presence support to small business owners, e-commerce providers, and entrepreneurs, including those who work from home. He can be reached by email at

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