Oliver
A day spent with God’s greatest gift to us
An angel boy, filled with joy and promise
Your eyes are the Delph blue of a Dutch painting
Your hair, fire engine Irish red
Your smile is larger than the harvest moon
Your laugh is a party waiting to happen
You have a touch of mischievous humor
An Irish limerick, waiting to be solved
And evoking laughter in response
To the playful glimmer in your eye
When I look at you I see love in its purest form
I see innocence and grace in one package
The tenderness of your touch melts my heart
As we read a book about blue elephants, and orange bunnies
You curl up in my lap like there is no tomorrow
There is only the gentle warmth of this moment
And the rest of my world disappears, when I am with you
When I take you for a walk in the green umbrella stroller
I see trees and the sky and my neighborhood in a whole new light
Because I see them as you see them, pointing a single finger
To show your interest and delight
When your soft face brushes against mine as I hold you
I am kissed by the cherry blossoms of your rosy cheeks.
When you laugh, my inner spirit dances
When you cry, nothing else matters
When you come into the house, the house rejoices
Capturing some of your essence to sustain us
Until your next visit.
Oh how joyful Spring (or any season) is with your precious bundle. I love his laugh is a party about the happen.
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Beautiful! I cannot even decide which line or lines I like most. Maybe the Irish limerick waiting to be solved. What a gift YOU are to Oliver. What a gift this poem will be to him, one day. 🙂
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Every line is a joy, but I love this one the best: “I am kissed by the cherry blossoms of your rosy cheeks.”
I will file away this post as proof that to be a grandparent is supreme! So much love in your writing. 🙂
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Beautiful. You need to make a handwritten copy in pretty script to put in his baby book! 🙂
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Great idea, thanks
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