A Poem Because My Little Girl Is One

Happy Birthday, Thumper!!

Confirmation of Angels

It is the smell of lavender
That gets us through
And the wash of warm
Water over our backs.
See the sign of the Covenant,
In a rusty weathercock,
Blowing and spinning 'round,
We find silver
In a winter wind,
And gold
In the autumn breeze.
Red ruby
In the summer sunset,
Indigo raindrops
In the heart of spring.
And within it all-
The sign of the Covenant,
Confirmation of angels
In the atmosphere
spinning down,
Spinning down...to touch us,
Spinning down.
10/05