Sweet Little You

To my future child



Images of you

Inside of me

growing to fit in my arms,

little everything to create.



born to cradle you

I am anxious every moment.

You and Him only know

when I’ll mother you.



Baby of mine

I am waiting like you

though not in me

I still love you,

feel you.



I have learned baby;

I fed and patted

comforted and hushed

and when you come

I will know

it was for you.



One day daddy will

find me.

In time you will be ours

dreaming in our arms

quiet



sweet little you.

Chilly Moab

It is the perfect day
she said; after
so called paradise,
visiting surprised
us as
inopportune:

sun hidden and
chilly gusts.

Now, day we depart
sun lives,
wind proves ceasing;

here, we found
true Moab.