This week we celebrated my daughter’s birthday. While she was opening presents, I quickly wrote this poem as a simple but heartfelt gift to her.
Birthday (A Poem for Rose)
sweet, green girl
eyes round like peaches
rolling up to heaven
when you think I can’t see
you
(in the young, fresh grass)
sprouting, all limbs
gangly and beautiful
to carry
forward
strongly, boldly
your
secret wish
burning red
dancing
unpredictable
on
pillars of fire
Sonia Nicholson 