the fifth

Deep set gray eyes – they welcome me.

The royal ring around the outside is what ties you to me.

scooping you off the ground, you curl into a ball on my chest –

my baby peach.


This past year, I have watched you watch him –

all admiration.

His every utterance – beckons you


Your response to this joy –

this brutality (i’m sorry)

is restorative to my (at times) tattered heart.


Our moments are stolen –

quiet and light

imparting bliss as you glide

through your days.


Test the limits –

question yourself

your voice and vigor will carry you through.




Happy 1st Birthday, my dear daughter.

Can I just say that I have never met another person who can wear the color peach like you.
I will love & support you every single day.


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