It’s no secret that I’m happy.
I’ve been so since the cradle.
It’s my nature to face life
With an animated smile.
It’s the rock, on which I lean,
The partition that I put between
The little pains of everyday.
This grin is just my style!

• I held my child in the palms of my hands.
• Perfectly formed s/he seemed.
• Little hands clenched in fists
• Firmly grasping the tenuous thread of life,
• Now broken.
• A spirit flying swiftly by,
• Touching me briefly and gently
• With wings of a butterfly