Gemini June

My daughter keeps the time From a place where I was fine To a night I won’t forget To a night I could regret But I won’t. Great Meteor showers And unspoken words Nine months, nine days and hours And I became the Middle-aged Matron Of a Beautiful Red Haired Daughter. She came flying into this world Just as the sky unfurled During one of the most intense storms of that wonderful Gemini June. Then the rains that came Pouring down Chose just as quickly then to go The darkness miraculously abated And the dark clouds parted ways So the sun could put on its show. A double rainbow was soon filling the skies God’s sign that he was nigh A vision that could foretell His promise that all there was And all that had been And that all would be Would be More than well. His personal promise to me. That this child was meant to be And the world would someday see In years and years to come That she would someday mirror Both my image and show the better part of me. In her being she will show That I did the right thing And that I didn’t take the easy road. And I am quite sure That she will prove Through her actions, thoughts and deeds That she will more than deserve The chance to walk the earth To live and love and laugh and breathe. I gave her her life The gift of having a life. The chance to create a life. The chance to be. I love her so very dearly She is the well cherished embodiment of me. (November 13, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved