ADDED UPON

God made her from a little piece of clay.
--sculptor that He is..
Then rested and called her good.

I call her daughter.

How eloquently she reflects His craft.

I stand back and make way for her,
Infinitely aware
Of my own shadow…

Is it not right that we be added upon?
That our own light kindles yet a greater flame
In those we spawn?

She tells me now
A small seed grows in her.

Imagine!!

How great the anticipation!
To warm my heart upon the hearth
Of such a lovely fire.


Victoria 2006

Photo: My sweet daughter Tristin

-and baby due 4/27/07