6-14-05

6-14-05

To the intangible Molly
Who tomorrow becomes
flesh, blood, tears and breath.

You, who of late have become
Impossible to ignore, though your visage is only
A fragment of dreams.

We will celebrate your arrival
With thanskgiving for the
Trecherous Odyssey you will navigate.

And, like the great Odysseus,
We will offer sacraments of thanks
To our God.
Without him, you will never escape
The perils of this life: not today, or ever.

Dear sweet Molly
Whose exsistance is summed up by a blip
on a solitary screen in one hospital.

Your safe arrival means everything
To us as we anxiously away the soft touch and sweet caresses you will become.

Molly, Molly Molly
We will utter that name infinitely
Over the years and not one time
We will do so without feeling a flutter in our heart.

Molly, Molly, Molly
Who we have not met
And yet, to us, you are the world.

Happy Second Birthday, Molly. I wrote that one day before we met our sweet girl! Many thanks to God, for his precious gift of these two years!