When You Wonder

Waking up late, nanos past noon,
I cannot read the news
Without thinking of you.
Reading of speakers promising world change,
Passing over stocks–another’s future,
Gazing at worn, torn countries far away:
Children crying, children gesturing guns.
Have these politicians, companies, and atrocities changed me?
No! Nothing compares to you.
When you wonder what your impact,
think of me because I think of you daily:
More than history’s makers and shakers
shaping my children’s textbook.
For I am a story–
lesser known but
made and shaped by you,
Mom and Dad.