Interlude With Ana Luisa

Interlude with Ana Luisa I hold you closely in my arms I feel your soft breathing within While little curls touch my skin— Soft brownish gold under my chin I hold you near my little charm Together we look to the sky Counting the stars; one, two, three, four; You sit quietly admiring more And, I know what I am here for Bonding, my granddaughter and I You dance your way into my heart— Singing angelic tunes, you ruled Turning simple into jewels Winding joy onto my heart-spool; I hold you closely – soon we’ll part @2011 – Evelyn Pearl Carpenter Anderson