For my little one...
love abound floating on dreams and penny drop wishes made long ago. here in this place having held on tight to hopes and mistakes and a grandmothers prayer. a freed bird from little girl to woman she has arrived. yes, hair down, smile on, life growing and moving down paths made just for her. the curtains are open, eyes are wide and the unknown is not important. evolution has just begun. a miracle is at work proving that God works in mysterious ways for the girl from parkvale road. cowboys and angels circle this light abundant with riches, what's to come and uncertain beauty. small joys arrive when least expected to those who are virtuous and forgiving of ones self. blessings are all around up and down...beyond comfortable quiets. the time of her life is now...in the hands of this tiny miracle called her baby.Copyright 2006
Tiffani C. Powell
www.fresheyedpoet.typepad.com
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