Poem For My Sister

With Love from me to You Joanne my Sister She's only little With nerves still brittle Angel's scarred by the night Nervously awaiting the Heaven's to ignite Tiny feet scurry the Hall To find Daddy's been waiting with a kiss and a cuddle and the protection she's craving He draws back the curtain's and open's the show For Father and Daughter to bath in its glow Thunder and Lightning dance through night As he watches her fear turn to delight Its the real deal the birthing feel A father's love for his daughter Sketched in her memory One day to recall How that little girl had it all