The sun

I knew you, when the sun was brighter and warmer. I would bask in your light, as you shined, illuminating our home. You were brilliant! You were beautiful! You were amazing! You were my sun and I was your sunshine. These things cannot last long - they never do. I can't remember why you faded. I don't remember how or when. I do know that there is still a light inside of you - behind the pain. I remember you, shining like the sun. I remember sitting at your feet and dreaming of being everything that you were - then. I remember praying for your beauty to be passed down to me. I loved you like a flower loves the sun - following you, drinking you into me, growing off of your energy. But when a sun dies, it becomes a black-hole. I was sucked in. I was crushed. When you blackened, I lost my sun - not my love. Now I pray that I can shine upon you. I dream that we could shine together - for I love you - now and always, my sun.

"Untitled"

Soft
    sweet
  loving
       child
  tiny
     fingers
   lock with mine

"Princess"

Pretty princess, in ribbons and lace.

She twirls and spins all over the place.

She looks like an angel as she does her dance.

Moving her body, parading around with a little prance.

Just like her crown, her eyes sparkle and shine.

I am so proud to call her mine.

My sweet little princess full of love and grace.

"As a child"

As a child I ran amongst the wild flowers.
We were carefree and roamed the green
earth eager to taste, feel, experience
life as we knew it has changed
childhood has morphed into a cage
safety is the number one concern
wild flower children have children of their own
fear has replaced our freedom as we pause
to carefully watch our children
don't roam but there is no time so we
cage the children for their own safety
they can learn about the world from
parents with no time to nurture and
engage our children only when necessary
plus we will always have tomorrow
to teach our children
how to be carefree
how to be eager
how to run
how to live
tomorrow will never come
for us wild flower children
fear is no way to raise a child
we only have our children for today
tomorrow they will be grown

"Good Night"

Good night, my sweet child.
Your bright shining eyes close
  as your night time journey begins.
Soft is your breath, as you turn into
  the princess of a magical land, called Nod.
Dragons fly in the air among candied clouds
  as crickets and katydids create garden melodies.
Will you kiss a frog or go swimming with pollywog's?
Every choice belongs to you, sleeping beauty.
Your world is your making,
  but carry my love in your heart always.
Sweet dreams I bid you, my daughter;
  sleep tight.

"Sunshine"

She is my bit of sunshine
          my little funny gal
          my singing star
          my dancing princess
          my colorful artist
          my go-go-go girl
          my amazing explorer
          my heart
          my love
          my daughter

"Modern Mom"

The alarm goes off,
"beep, beep, beep;"
"Good morning, Sunshine!"

Cartoons to distract her
With Cheerios and milk,
While getting ready for work.

Making lunch as she eats breakfast,
She tugs at my leg,
"Mommy, no work."

"I'm sorry, Baby."
Time to go.
"No, mommy, play."

Guilt on the ride in.
How is this better?
Someday I will have the time.

But, will she still want her mommy?