Nuala

Curls, freckles, dimples, acne What greater gift can she give? What greater gift can there be than that she brings/is. When she laughs I am saved from whatever ghosts can say Unselfconscious concentration - self contained - so beautifully herself Flippant about her brilliance Her doubts and fears make me want to cry She can roar with doubt - with indignation Can argue fearlessly and so logical and focussed as to highlight the messiness of her parents ideas and fears for her So beautiful my heart aches what might she be? Too soon for such questions - Still forming - still trying to find her place - confused by possibilities - yet to find that thing she can call her special own Wanting to find her special gift that she can carry as her beacon - her special light I try to keep up as she grows -