STELLA

Stella,

Your life has meaning.

Your life has purpose.

You love by screaming.

Your love is wordless.

We love your breathing.

You loved the nurses.

You’re loved from infinity

to beyond all universes.

Sweetheart.

Bean.

My angel.

You steal my heart

every time yours

dreams upon mine.

Your heart beats a song

so rare it slows time.

Your grandparents rule.

You have your own pool.

Your mom is a rock star

and dad is pretty cool.

I hope you like motorcycles

and all things classical.

Music is in your blood

and your dad is pretty tactical.

Mom is a savage.

A true master of a mother.

Stella, my love, do not forget

you have a brother.

A black and white beast

overflowing with affection.

A handsome good boy

providing unyielding protection.

You entered our lives on

the anniversary of our wedding.

You owe Mom a spa day

for her ankles and swelling.

Bean,

you are the next

piece to our puzzle.

The plot to our novel

and the ultimate snuggle.

This world is your playground

which we vow to protect you

from all horrors.

Stella Frances,

thank you for being our daughter!