for my daughter.

+this gorgeous print is done by Cy Twombly

For a moment I sit in silence

thinking thoughtful thinkful thoughts

embracing charming swoonful dreams

and all the things that I want to be when I grow up.

You have my eyes

your fathers lips

and the perseverance of a lady bug 

looking for the color green

For a moment I think of you

about what you might be dreaming

if you have flowers or fairies 

invading your mind.

Maybe you have dancing butterflies

or eagles wings

silver spoons or budding spring

whatever it may be 

you will always be a princess to me.

-a.

Deliberate weather.

And enters fall

with its pumpkins and 

         cinnamon coffee

trickling leaves 

     and cold noses

                Sweaters and (white) roses

rain and proses.

There it is.

I smell my mother's bread.

-a.

home

'yes' said i
             to the strong spring wind.

-a