So many babies happening around me! I seem to be becoming Grandma & Auntie whether I will or no. One of the coming lights inspired this.
Dear Baby Girl,
Your mother is Autumn,
Perhaps you will be Spring–
A source of light
In a world too often shade.
We your fairy godmothers
Will hold the space
For the light that is you
To enter this world
Unafraid.
We await your coming,
You the fountain of light
Cascading giggles in
Never ending joy.
Your day is almost here.
Be welcome.
Simply beautiful. She is lucky to have you for a fairy godmother! hugs, pat