Biographical Poetry posted November 24, 2012 | Chapters: | ...6 7 -9- 10... |
The Joy of My Daughter's Birth
A chapter in the book Family
Little Ray of Light
by Treischel
Little Ray of Light Little Ray of Light, Sweetly burning Bright, Kept me up all night, in the fire light, Feeding her a bite. Hope she keeps alright! From the angel's height, such a tiny mite, There's no need to fight . Keep her free from fright. Tucked her in tonight, in her blanket - white, Wrapped her up real tight, smiling at the sight. My little Ray of Light. * Once she had enrolled, in the family fold, The bells all tolled, the dice all rolled, I saw my Joy unfold, her personality took hold. She's a gem just like Gold, that can't be sold. It would break the mold. It would be too bold. It will be a joy untold, to have proudly strolled Down the streets so cold, with her, as I grow old. My Sparkling Gem of Light. * A bath it would seem, to barely make her scream Under the water stream, giving off soft stream. Scrubbing every seam, such a brilliant sheen! Just a radiant beam, she would almost gleam! We were such a team, just like a King and Queen. We'd connive and scheme, and lick at her ice cream. We were so serene, it was like a dream! My little Beam of Light. * She is pure sunshine, a rare expensive wine, The sweetest on the vine, Nectar tastes so fine, The best on the Rhine, where only royalty dine, Feeding scraps to the swine. She is that Devine! A glow you can't confine; a beautiful design Only Gypsies can define, when planets all align. Darkness now will shine. I can't believe she's mine! My Glowing Ray of Light |
When my daughter was born, I was overwhelmed with Emotions that gushed out of me in this Poem
The Picture is a photograph of me with two of my Grandsons when the most recent was born in December, 2011.
My daughter, the one who I wrote this poem about 35 years ago, and who is the mother of the baby shown, took this picture and eMailed it to me. I took a picture of my computer screen (I know, not very elegant), and used it here.
I thought the glare adds to the detail of the poem.
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and 2 member cents. The Picture is a photograph of me with two of my Grandsons when the most recent was born in December, 2011.
My daughter, the one who I wrote this poem about 35 years ago, and who is the mother of the baby shown, took this picture and eMailed it to me. I took a picture of my computer screen (I know, not very elegant), and used it here.
I thought the glare adds to the detail of the poem.
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