My Younger Sibling and Baby Love
Dedicated to My Sister, Liz, With All My Love
There was a time pre-Pooh. Then, as now, life with Pooh.
I do not know what my known universe would do
Without all the colors constantly shown by you.
Today, Pooh, you do turn fifty, but what I see
Is the feel of you all curled up, snuggled so small
And laying in my bed, asleep right beside me.
In day, you would constantly rumble and stumble;
At night, lay as a pure, perfect, tender bundle.
You were completely the joy of promise and love;
Totally the baby I had always dreamed of.
Now, how I love the person who you have become!
If being age fifty should ever overwhelm,
Remember, to me, you are also number one.
Like silk, your time spun extra rays of warmth and light
That softly right and adorn my personal world,
Where you always remain as my beloved girl.
... CayCay
December 19, 2015
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2015
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