Sweet child of mine
I’d grab a star and
store it full of magic
and endless light to
carry you through,
out into days that
would take you
away although
never far enough
for distance, yet
pull you across
time where I’d
wrap myself in
the gentle folds
of remembrance,
an endless candle
illuminating every
eternal memory,
our days never
stretching long
enough when our
stories blended
into all the wonder
of your unwinding
imagination,
where I fell with you
back into a dream,
a child again holding
a gift I was given…
a heart-shaped star
full of light and magic.
gwj
(artist unknown)

