My daughter was raised for a few years by her Fathers family. We reconnected at 13, then she came back to live with me at barely 17. She's 27 now. I was just in Austin for a much needed visit with her. The pic doesn't match the poem but still, one of my favs. :) JC

Early morning chill persuades me to curl
up very small on this cozy green mess.

Tapestry in pinks begin to unfurl
a leopard print pillow tight to my chest.

Creeping foliage this day did uniquely
give me reason to pause, and go away.

Escaped into that one place so bleakly
it was little comfort so I did pray.

Then I saw your face, you were chubby cheeked
and two, shadowing me into the blue.

You followed Michael and played hide and seek
Wait, wait for me please, I wanna come to.

I was so lost and and just wanted to scream
throw a fit, cause the stars to burst and sway.

The years flew by and you grew just downstream.
A call came and again you came to stay.

We've experienced great pardons and love
written a new chapter in history

It finds me here with you, fit like a glove
known to each other, not a mystery.

We've always been a pair, twin-kin, soul-mates
my daughter, how I love you to the bone.

Out of my trance and back through my eye gates
I see you smiling at me in our zone.

Good morning my sweet, my love, my only Cookie!

Janet Caldwell August 16, 2008