Stay sweet, my love.
And fill the room with kisses, hugs, and cuddlebugs.

Stay sweet, my love.
And end your days with tickle monsters and giggles.  

Stay sweet, my love.
Don't let the crudeness of this world corrupt your tiny hands and
your sweet smiles. Don't let it crush the soft pitter-patter of your feet across the tiles, or dull your bright oceanic eyes.

Stay sweet, my love.
Because that's all you have here. Don't allow the harshness of others dull your sunshine- because once it's gone, you can't get it back. Show the world your innocence, and show them how special it is. Help it rediscover it's light.

Stay sweet, my love.
And don't let anyone dull your rainbow. Spread your colors for all to see, and maybe one day they will see-

Just how sweet you can be.

Fortunately
you are not my muse

I've worn out muses
by the dozens
cast them aside
like chaff
and cherished the sorrow
that ensued

Sadness was my calling card
my tragic handshake
a testament to a life
gone wrong

Age improved me
I survived the madness
came back to life
gasping for air

And so to your door
to spin the wheel
of language
to glory in its intricacy

Two poets alive
in the same century
two restless souls
under one uneasy roof

We will survive our families yet
raise a toast
when the day comes
to the dear
and thankfully departed

We'll leave poetry
like confetti in our wake
and touch the holy stone
once or twice yet
in our lives

I pray it will be so.