Nuances of Wonderment

Nuances of Wonderment.

 

Locked within expressions

In this little girl’s smile

Are nuances of wonderment

Destined to compile,

All the mystery of womanhood,

The guile of the breed,

The allure of her sex

And the promise of seed.

 

Her love for her mother,

Her joy for her dad,

Her path to tomorrow

Be it happy or sad,

The tears and the joyfulness

Stretched out before..

There’s the dog at the hearth

And the cat at the door.

 

And the beautiful sunsets

Those blue eyes will see

And the love of her life

Who’ll get down on his knee,

The scent of the lavender

Fresh from the fields

And the lakeside laburnum

Which subtly yields.

 

The colours of love

And the texture of fire

When the threads of her life

Turn to passion’s desire.

The moment of truth

When she turns to her mom

And her face wears the smile

And her arms bear….a son.

 

Oh the world turns in circles

Of shades of soft hue

And time waits for no soul,

Especially you,

And the babes of today

Become mothers of yore

And the great lesson learned

Is.... keep open the door.

 

 

Uncle Marshal

With wonderment at the beauty in a little girl’s secret smile.

Auckland

12 October 2010