Saturday, January 8, 2011

firstborn

Seems like, not so long ago,
I watched you play and I watched you grow.
You brought us joy by being you,
when skies were gray you turned them blue.
Beads and bangles and other things,
you must have come on angels' wings.
I'm so proud and I must say,
a gift from God came that day.


She, my first love, still holds me mesmerized
A quick, easy laughter glows on her face
With her dark-silk hair and dark colored eyes
Enchanting beauty and natural grace

Uncommonly pure is this wise old soul
She, who first inspired me, taught me to love
Who completed my world, thus making me whole
Slept wrapped in my arms and fit like a glove

Like a thief, she arrived, stealing my heart
Years gone by in the passing of a beat
More potent than potion of cupids dart
I look back and forward to years we'll meet.

She's growing up so fast
I'll watch from a distance and smile through tears

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