My daughter was born on a day such as this
with rain drops everywhere,
A day wet with wind that would unseat your hat
and blow leaves and twigs in your hair.
A girl that is born on a day such as this
could take up the World like the grass in her fist
and scatter the blades without care,
Or illume tired faces with dimples and laughter
like lightning bolts strewn through the air.
March 4, 2001 © paulGuernseyPlayer