Dear little one,
Know I'm here,
And I know you've won,
Even when your down,
Ever more when you're out,
Your name is on my lips,
Listen for it as I shout,
"I,
Am the luck and the wind,
To whisper your name,
Before you even begin,
After down and further,
You've been lain."

On my highest thoughts,
You're soaring,
My heart goes out,
A candle flame imploring,
It's in the air,
A question on the word,
What that you I saw,
Was it just a bird.

It's pain,
A rhythm in life,
Periodic,
Symbolically simple,
Subtle ripples,
Play on the cautious edge,
Tasting a colour in the eye,
Fair and foul this desperation,
I tightly held this lasting goodbye,
And I,
To no surprise,
Miss my baby gone,
In song,
And I,
Sigh.