Saturday, March 19, 2011

My Daughter

Your eyes hold visions of happiness

A sanction of life that recalls me to vitality.

My hopes and dreams alight

when you smile, when you laugh.

You are blooming, I have bloomed

the cycle continues

I recall you as a child

You recall me to childhood

The future manifests itself through the past

and we both grasp for the present to begin anew.

1 comment:

Opaque said...

I hope she reads this one... :)