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POPPY

by  Zettel

Posted: Sunday, October 9, 2016
Word Count: 232
Summary: Not sure I should inflict another besotted grandfather poem on you but the deeply personal experience spills out into wider more general ideas: and that seemed worth sharing.




POPPY
 
 
My love for you is absolute
as only love can be
Unbound unqualified
no walls no sky deep as any sea
You are in my every breath
and beat of by-passed heart
this love will not be denied
by a little passing death
 
You are a sunlit ebbing day
a dawn of hopeful light
a day of innocent joy to be
Your becoming is my delight
to watch to guide to ease
into a restful night
You grace the gift of life
and loving honour me
 
Wordless yet you understand
giggle skip and grin
my horizon ever there
but never reached
my equator crossed
but never seen
Unknowing beautiful
unconsciously so fair
 
I am no carpenter with skill and art
shaping how you’ll be
but a loving gardener who
with ever watchful eye
and bate-breathed anxiety
helps you grow strong and true
And as I nurture you I find
you are nurturing me
 
When I hold you close
and you cling to me
struggling against sleep
I sing you to a peaceful rest
set your spirit free to roam
the garden of your dreams
where all is what it seems
extending timelessly
 
Fathers and daughters
have a special bond
your mother’s still my joy
To share your birth your life
to laugh and rediscover play
echoes down the years
another little girl who needs
someone to still her sometime tears