your name stems from a divine place, baby and when i'm calling you baby, i mean it. cause you're my baby.
and one day, you won't be anyones "my" anymore; but you will be my daughter until i...
this verse is about the delight in your cheeks when you're smiling.
this verse is about the way you are happy for being with me and
the way i am happy for being with you, eden.
and if someone insists that babies only cry and bother their parents: it's not like that. full stop.
you are the opposite of a full stop: a sunrise.
these verses are about how you talked to me today: you were looking at me and made sounds with your tongue.
these sounds do have a meaning for you, regardless that you are not reflecting on your talking like older kids, teenagers or adults do.
(as they sometimes do; does donald thinks about what he twitters all day long? who cares? i do. but that's another poem.)
eden, the sounds you make are meaningful to me. because you simply show me that you recognize me as your daddy. and that you want me to feel and remember that.
and my feelings for you: they are proof of our kinship. our blood.
nothing more to add, baby.
your daddy.
For you, Eden.
December 19th 2019.
Today is a good day.
