CUDDLING WITH HARLEY

From a young age it has been clear  
You need the company of peers  
To make you feel completely whole  
Now that has been removed from school  
From in the class to on the walk  
Back to the car where we would talk  
With your best friend and his parents  
Of vacations, running errands  
And all those other normal things  
That each new blessèd day would bring—  
So though he can be a curmudgeon  
And it’s easy to be judging  
You for sometimes harsh approaches  
Feel the pull to be life coaches  
Explain that he’s not a teddy  
You must wait ‘til he is ready  
Come each morning with its stresses
And calls on you, “Get up! Get dressed!”  
Even when he’s being snarly  
I’m glad you’re cuddling with Harley