DAUGHTER

Mother_and_Child_III_by_Lover0fNightmares

roseShe came with August’s marigold sun,
Serenaded by the carousel,
And candied-apple sweet.

She was doe-eyes and hush-a-byes,
Wrapped in angel’s wings,
And party-dress pink.

Joyously the red birds sang:
“What, what-cheer! She’s-here-here-here!”
Proudly the Nemean roared!

What kismet, karma, or will  divine
Designed such bountiful treasure
With hope to make me whole?

So I named her pure and musical,
Breathed in her abundant promise,
Vowed to be deserving.

She was magic; she was enchantment,
And she held my swelling heart in the palm
Of her tiny hand.

~lisa

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