My mom has always had an affinity for writing poetry. The prospects of a granddaughter has brought a resurgence of couplets and pentameters. Enjoy.
The journey is well underway
Home and hearth are readied, as
Each step heads to that day.
Just a few more months of moons
Only the postings say it’ll be soon.
Unsure of the date, the time or the place
Rejoice of her coming makes my heart race.
Not a day goes by that plans are not made
Each detail is tended and hopes no longer fade.
Yes, she’s coming from another land, waiting for me to hold her hand.
6/8/10
A little girl is coming, none to soon.
We’ll love and embrace her and show her the moon.
6/10/10
