Daughter

Dear Lana,

The moment your

porcelain peach skin

fingers grasped mine

I was entranced by you.

Your bright green eyes

locked to mine

I held you close to my breast

rocking you to sleep.

My baby,

a beautiful being

we’ve made

your father and I.

Crying was like clockwork

on the dot at 2 AM

Feeding you a routine

of your favorites-strawberries

and peach puree.

The pitter-patter of tiny feet

music to my ears

playing blocks and princess

and I was always the purple sea monster.

Pink glitter and glue seemed necessary

on shopping lists like milk and eggs.

Talking never ceased

your brain read green

everywhere we went.

You’ve grown immensely

your brown hair getting longer everyday

the intelligence you possess

undeniably remarkable.

Entranced when you were born

And still today

the white gown sweeping your body

a symbol of purity.

May he always care for you,

Cherish and love you

My baby.

Love Mama