Naomi Ruth; She's My Little Girl
She lies precious within my heart-folds,
My first child lay close upon me pressed;
Vivid memories, sharp, sweet, clear, I hold,
Like a costly treasure in a chest.
Seed and pattern, I gave her of my life,
To make an offspring, yes my own;
From first moments of breath, yet daring,
Came her little eyes upon me, staring.
Was I truly a part of this birthing,
Was creation at its best?
I did not the baby carry, I only trusted,
Until she burst forth from darkness’ womb.
Life, her young life did swiftly pass,
Though not before tenderness, tears and joy;
Deep beauty, Deeper conflict could never last,
The price it paid with sorrows to ask.
I will her to live, to be herself,
For ocean will never dilute my love;
This one God made into a star,
Of who no one else could carry or hold.
She is beyond doubt , daddies girl!
Wednesday, Oct. 15, 2000
- Rebecca, My Daughter
A poem about my precious and lovely second daughter, Rebecca.. A special gift upon us bestowed those moments of birth long ago..
Update, January, 2014
My oldest daughter, Naomi Mayer. mother of my grandson Adam and married to Shane Mayer; She recently told me, Dad, we're going to Hawaii for Christmas! and they did. She texted me a few times while they were away and called me once. It seems they had a fantastic time and going in a sub down to -15oo ft. swimming with turtles and Adam body-board surfing. What an exciting time for them! Going back home to Alaska must be quite boring to them. Not really, as they are very busy people and Naomi helps to look after Rebecca, her sister, who has been quite ill. As you can see in my hubs I love both my daughters and grandson nd son-in law very much.. and would do anything for them. I pray for them each and every day to be successful and to be happy. One day I will get to see them again, whether its by airplane or by way of us all making it to heaven..
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