Why do I love you?
because you’re my child.
Since before you were born-
So it’s been quite a while.
I couldn’t resist you
No way and no wise
Since the first time I saw you
in your Mother’s eyes.
In part your remind me
Of those I hold dear
the sound of your laughter
the salt of your tears.
The way your tongue curls
And mothers’ cannot
You’re a storehouse of traits
That I can’t do without.
Your voice raised in song
Can be heard in the rafters
Your song is a gift
Handed down from ancestors.
Like me you love humor
With a sarcastic wit
As often as not
you score direct hits
So while I still breathe
And still can remember
I love you dear child
and the sound of your laughter.
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 8:41 PM UTC
Why do I love you?
because you’re my child.
Since before you were born-
So it’s been quite a while.
I couldn’t resist you
No way and no wise
Since the first time I saw you
in your Mother’s eyes.
In part your remind me
Of those I hold dear
the sound of your laughter
the salt of your tears.
The way your tongue curls
And mothers’ cannot
You’re a storehouse of traits
That I can’t do without.
Your voice raised in song
Can be heard in the rafters
Your song is a gift
Handed down from ancestors.
Like me you love humor
With a sarcastic wit
As often as not
you score direct hits
So while I still breathe
And still can remember
I love you dear child
and the sound of your laughter.
A poetic answer to a daughter
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