PRODIGIES

My dear lad, your gracious mother

in her escape from world travel

and many honors

needs to be reinvested.

A loving prodigeny be

welcoming her affably

in good cheer.

She misses you abysmally

will be impressed to know

how steady and strong

you have become.

In deep sacriface

she relinquished you to mentors

high and mighty

allowing cultivated and sensible

refinement and virtue to encompass you

liberating you from the

coarseness of this world.

In not many days, she and you

conjoined will be

with your adoring father

fresh but exhausted

from polo matches and diplomatic

achievements aglow.

He needs to be relieved

from his compulsions aplenty

by your unquestioning worship.

Repay his love with deep affection.

You are fortunate indeed

having prodigies

encircling you with

beauty, grace, and charm

Knowing not the commonality

of the human state.

° Wilson Ogg