Christian Charlee's Stance

A Poem by Michelle Gent

My daughters confirmation

Springtime cherry blossoms snow
Whirligig pedals dust a green lawn
Rain clouds of two days hence have passed
Speckled light shines through a myriad of branches
Like punched stick pins in a destination map

She wears mother's keep sake veil
Bobby pinned and securely fastened
To erratic foam roller curls
Run away tendrils frame cherubic face
Gala apple cheeks paint an ivory complexion

A white rose corsage misted in sparkles
Worn around her wrist, she gazes at it
A gold cross strung around her neck
Completing metamorphosis and new beginning
A symbol of her first holy communion

Her white purse secure around shoulder
Houses scapular, rosary beads and bible
With the scripture Vine and Branch
Teaching rebirth, forgiveness, enlightenment

She twirls dizzily in circles
Arms spread wide, and out to the sides
Her head throw backwards
As to catch snowflakes on her tongue
Or perhaps practicing for afternoon events

The suns warmth kisses her face
A veil catching the breeze she's lifted
Like a breezy garment, released from clothesline
The day is new, the dawn has sung
At age eight her soul is still wholesome

Still there's so much change ahead
A foundation poured, set and secure
To any inclement weather that may be coming
Branch and Vine, crucifix and bible
And loving parents standing beside her