childe of the sun...

for my oldest daughter...

hair blonde

ending in ringlets

blowing in the soft pacific breeze

she stares at the dusky sky

purples, oranges and dying yellows

she is happier

than i've ever seen her

amongst the waves

white frothy gurgling

about her tiny feet

i want to share that peace

that innocence

wishing that was from me

but only in heart and mind

daughter of dusk

child of the sun

your vision makes me weep

may this be your happy place

where you go when winter sets in

or worries haunt your mind...

Author's Note

there are very few times you'll see my writing soft, when it comes to my daughters is one of them. this was written while i was trying to sketch my oldest daughter as she was playing at laguna beach, california. she sufferes from anxiety and this was the happiest i had ever seen her.

Reviews

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. sorry to hear about the anxiety ... but she has you ... both of you are very blessed ... when she reads this and is old enough to absorb this ... she'll be overwhelmed ... like i was recently ... when my father wrote for me ... here's the link ... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/edhart7/607589/ ... i suffer from anxiety too ... thank you for writing this ... you did very well ... for everyone who reads this ...

[Aven]

this is sooo beautiful... O.O... I especially liked how you expressed the setting sun "purples, oranges and dying yellows" that really speaks to me...

[heich]

superb..

[Jonathan De Elvira]

I'm proud of you bro...
this is beautiful...
I'm loosing words after reading this poem...

[Michael of Gilead]

Very nice, softy ;)

[Amber Betty Marie Child..]

blonde hair matching the sun and everything fits together perfectly fleeing from anxiety

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

beautiful~ Brad~ they bring out the best in us~ =)~

[Robin]

man, how we need those happy places , keep creating them ...

[Wildfleour]

I sensed this was about your child and the images that rose from the screen were loving and gentle.

[Liza]

this expression confirms
that anyone man can create a life
but it takes a father to cultivate one
you keep your experiences and wisdom
to let her embrace innocence...