Love Poem: The Egg Hatcher
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Written by: Anthony Biaanco

The Egg Hatcher

I've spent half a lifetime
tending to eggs

but as they say
its a man's duty to stay
within the blaze of a mundane rain...
day after day
protect hatchlings from fangs
and the darkness{es} 
that will surely arrive
on the eves of tomorrow's eyes...

Half a lifetime
panning for gold
but tasting pyrite 
half a lifetime with half a soulmate
while the real deal slides by and by
out of sight 
down the grate
out of life
out of time..
for Christ's 
for the sake of eggs

Just the other day
grand babe told me he loved me
i said i love you to..
then i asked his four year old heart
what love was.. 
he replied YOU PAPPA.
How do you walk away from that..i ask
so i stay anchored to hatchling and blood eggs

As Grandma used to say
"you made your bed 
now sleep in it"...
God how i miss her Atlantic cold honesty.