Monday, April 4, 2011

To Re-Bekah

I forgive you naughty child
for wanting to be my mother
and then leaving me for another.
I forgive you a thousand times.
I forgive you for hiding spiders, dust, and toys
for wanting me to call them boys
and have me close my eyes.
I forgive you for wanting to surprise
me with a nasty sting.
I forgive you a thousand times.
I must remember you are not tall
and small too, is the bite that stings my arm.
Yet poison be strong, I too, shall hold you in this power of
all remaining strength, for true love knows the immortal song
that brings forth life and never dies.
So shall my eyes not shut nor my ears be closed,
I shall love you waking, while you repose
-that you may grow and some day become--
and set your seal upon my arm
to love you, a thousand times.