the wee nub
my niece/nephew looks like an alien!
and yet, my brother still managed to write this beautiful poem for hir:
Tucked safely in
Sleeping on your head
All is embrace
All is hope
You may dream, my child
My love
You may awake to my visage
Just as I have awakened to yours
A femur
A hand
A heartbeat pronouncing its lofty aspirations
A smile, the first of many
I will be there to catch you
Dreams are unbound, limitless
And so too shall you be
For the time being, however,
Rest
Grow
Trust
Our song of waiting will wend its way to you
Until you join us,
Find the way to your own dawn.
and yet, my brother still managed to write this beautiful poem for hir:
Tucked safely in
Sleeping on your head
All is embrace
All is hope
You may dream, my child
My love
You may awake to my visage
Just as I have awakened to yours
A femur
A hand
A heartbeat pronouncing its lofty aspirations
A smile, the first of many
I will be there to catch you
Dreams are unbound, limitless
And so too shall you be
For the time being, however,
Rest
Grow
Trust
Our song of waiting will wend its way to you
Until you join us,
Find the way to your own dawn.