Next week Tara and I will make a trip across country to move Calah into another apartment in Austin. I wish I was moving her to Florida but o well. This will be a fun trip filled with reconnecting. Tara will struggle because of her broken hand but she has me. I am learning to be her other hand!
From time to time I post poems that I have written here is another one, enjoy.
Calah
Sparkling eyes that dance and gaze
Sparkling eyes that hold me captive and amazed
Little hands that hold my finger and grasp my heart
Little hands that reach for me reach to me, reach me
Smile my little one for your daddy loves you
Sleep my precious one for your daddy is always near
Grow my little one to be Godly, to be holy, to be you
Thrive my precious one for you are planted in the soil of love
Become and in your becoming be bold
Stretch out and in your stretching reach further that expected or thought
Love and in your loving be unabashed unfettered and unchained
Dare and in your daring dare to be like Jesus
Sparkling eyes that dance and gaze
Sparkling eyes that have held me and hold me still
Sparkling eyes that thrill me inspire me own me
Sparkling eyes that see me and seeing me sees her daddy
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