My Daughter...
Sits on My Lap...
While We Watch...
The Sky...

"Daddy...
    Why won't the Sun
         Come Out?"
  She asks Me...

"Because It's Waiting..."

"Daddy...
    Why is it Snowing?
  She Looks at Me...

"Because the Sky is Dreaming..."

"Daddy...
    Why does it Rain?"
  She questions me...

"Because the Clouds are Heavy..."

"Daddy...
    Where's the Moon?"
  She asks Once More...

"It's Still Asleep, Baby..."

         "Oh..."

      ~Silence*~

"Daddy...
     Is the Sun Waiting
        For the Moon?
     Is this Why the
        Sun Didn't Come Out?
     Because the Moon is
        Sleeping?

Daddy...
    Is this why the Clouds
        Are Crying?
    Not Because the Sun is
        Not Out; But because
              the Sun is Waiting
                   to be with the
                       Moon, and not
                            With them?

Daddy...
    Is this Why the Sky
        Is Snowing?
    Because the Moon is
       Dreaming?
   Dreaming about
        the Sun?"

My Daddy...
Kisses My Forehead...

"Daddy...
    Will the Sun
        and Moon Meet?"

I Look at My
Baby...

Then We Looked At
The Sky...

Wondering...

I See A Youthful Girl...
Looking at Me.
I See A Spirited Girl...
Staring at Me.

I See a Friend...
Whose Eyes that Seek,
A Playful Mate...
That Brings Sanctuary.

I See a Pal...
One that is Great,
I See a Gal...
That's a Great Mate.

This Friend I See...
The Last It'll Be...
My Happy Sanctuary...
Lost at Sea...

Farewell...
My Dear Lil Zoey.
I Hope You Find...
A *Great Sanctuary