Grace

Written by: kathryn collins

Grace 

asleep 
your beautiful face
quiet 
in
first moment
shown
until shoulders,
then finally
toes sail
to the air.

breathing
your first
of earth’s
great air,
you 
rebel
immediately
in cry
for
womb.

the leaving
is hard, Grace,
but we
will
love you,
keep
you warm
until you
can build
your own fire

and toast
your own
marshmallows
on all
the October
nights to
come 
with the
joy of
living.

©October 8, 2004