A Visitor – Poetry

Out for a day shopping,
On the way back to get home was an encounter.

An angel with blue eyes,
Tiny palms and tiny feet.

Nestled in a basket,
There she was on the hood of our car.

She slept fitfully,
Maybe it was the cold.

She came to our home,
As our daughter.

To be raised as a princess,
A beautiful genius who was ours to love.

Bringing life,
Bringing laughter.

If I look back upon the course of my life,
The best day by so far is still that day in the parking lot.

Photo by Janko Ferlič on Unsplash


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