I shared these on Facebook during Taylor's first days of school at Khabele, but I didn't want to forget to post them here for Taylor to read when she's older. I want her to know that I was always thinking of her. Love you, little plum.
240/365:
The
tender heart
in
her eyelet shirt
walked
bravely through
that
open door
Delivered
into the hands
of
her gentle guide
She
cried,
But
somehow,
I
think she knows
that
she will find fulfillment there
She
was half-willing to go
And
that reserve, I’ll take,
I’ll
hold,
and
appreciate ten-fold,
When
later we rejoin
And
have ever more to share
242/365:
I
am thinking ahead
to
a time when
you
won’t care to be carried,
when
you’ll shy away
from
comfort
A
time
when
you’ve hit your stride,
mannerisms
set,
personality,
evident,
And
I will say
I
knew you when,
and
you will cringe
at
my recollections
But
I know then
that
I will feel your gladness,
assimilate
your sadness
even
more deeply,
for
I will have felt them
from
your very first laugh
and
your earliest tears
