Sweet Calla!

For Julie & her Beauty.

I've never had an urge
More potent than
The one to hold you
To feel your tiny hand
Clamp my warm finger

You are here before me
So small and precious
My Beauty
Of my flesh and blood
Of every part of me

I see you and in that
Find immediate delight
Completion
But as your momma
This sweetness is tinged
With worry and fear

As the angels whisper to me, I know
That you will dance
And love pink, sparkly things
And whatever kind of normal
God chooses to give you
To give us

I will thank Him for it
Trust Him with it
Cry to Him about it
I know we will get through it
Life will never be the same

Sweet Calla Jayne, my Beauty
You make me better.

~mh