I am a Great Aunt again (and I am the best of the great aunts, to be sure).

I wrote this poem for new person, Duke, my niece’s new son. You expect that the parents would respond immediately with love, but to feel strongly as an aunt, thousands of miles away, immediately?? That amazes me.

 

duke

There wasn’t even a hole there.
But now you fill it.
I didn’t know I was missing you.
But now you’re here.
I knew love was infinite.
But now I’ve felt its stretch.

You’re the breath I didn’t know I was holding.
You’re the beat my heart didn’t know it was missing.

You are now a part of this:
a cloud forming to hold the rain
a bud leaning into the light
a bird gliding toward the branch
a wave skimming the shore.

Welcome.

 

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