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