First granddaughter


We all waited with our

desires and hopes

for you, hovering

like hummingbirds

savoring the

sweet nectar

from flowers,

that filled the room

with perfume.

A subtle color

made of stars that reflected

their light back at us.


Baby of hers

coming into the world,

a fish swimming

down the dark

furry corridor of birth.


Like all of us springing,

pushing our way

from the womb

that grew us.


Lightly stepping

Into our bodies

Like feet into

new shoes.


Innocent and unclaimed

as yet by the ocean

that will rock us,

and yet give us

no quarter.


Welcome little rose,

I smell you now

and you are so swee    Image

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