seven today
my wee baby
bouncing
with dark hair and rose buds for cheeks
today my wee
is 7
longety leggity creature
with big blue beautiful eyes
full
of curiousity
wonder
before the birth
palm sunday
born with the palm of her hand to her head
a long labour
i hugged trees
and couldn't cross the light
because it was red in between the go go of contractions
today seven
a belle of the ball
a computer wizard
a friend
a daughter
a wonderful wonderful
Bea
Beatrix
b
b lee
bumble
stumble
grow
cry
laugh
sob
who knew
the wonders
that this
"bringer of gladness"
would bring
from tree hugging
to dreams in which i knew it was she
just pink and abstract and swirling
to the little girl i saw
before you where born
beside j
standing
knowing
you would come to visit me
thank you
thank you
thank you
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
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3 comments:
happy birthday bea!!!
I love your poem/ tribute. It's so full of love for your precious daughter. Happy Birthday!
AW!
what a sweet poem!
wow, you must be so proud.
that gives me so many things to look forward to one day!
:)
happy birthday bea!
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