Tag: granddaughters

My sweet girl.
I have watched you grow  
blossom, sometimes struggle.
Who would wish adolescence
on anyone they love?
Like childbirth to life, 
these years a
necessary albeit 
challenging passage
into adulthood.

I remember Buddha you
straight from the womb.
Unafraid of toads you
In your Alexandria backyard.
Baking bagels you in my
Clinton kitchen.
Knitting you trying when
I visited to master the craft.
Teenage you behind your
bedroom door.

I wish you passion
for something to focus 
your mind.
Mentors to speak
to as you grow.
Books to warm 
and comfort you.
And the sure knowledge
of how much you are
loved.