I wanted this morning to compose a love poem
To you, little one, so you would know I care.
But the words wouldn’t start before I would yearn
For you to be near.
But near not so I could take more pleasures
In your body, your beauty, your kindness,
Your brains, your laughter, or your graces.
I take so many pleasures in those already,
And that’s not why I wanted you near.
I wanted you near to cherish you,
To talk with you about everything,
To sing to you my songs, to affirm you,
To keep you from any hurt or fear.
Yes I wanted your heart to rise
Like a thousand suns at once in the sky.