To my twin daughters

Oh That Sweetest Joyous Face

 

Oh that sweetest joyous face, which affliction haunts your tender thought

Is it the bouquet of flowers I gave you have withered

 

echoes of my words reverberates, 

cries out to soothe your pain.

Sitting  in a silent poise, dappled moon light mourning days end, shimmering shadows of leaves  full of hidden love flickering around you,  

A   silvery stream singing songs to your lonely heart, 

murmuring gratitude for your presence, 

nobility of solitude wrapped you in its cloak of  virtuous silence,  

while Lillie's  danced to the music of whispering wind behind you.

The moon hid behind trees ,  stunned and speechless, at the brightness of your  face, stole glances and spoke to the wind 

 said of your eyes blueness 

Said of loneliness in your heart,

A dew  drop on a leaf lingered a moment longer to hold on to your sorrow.

gravity succumbed to the priceless gem of gratitude.

Said of the dreams that were shining like stars, twinkling, glittering like reflections on the stream, of the lapping sounds of tide touching the feathery stones so you could step and walk across, to your dads love, that was always within reach, yet far as the ocean is wide. 

Blueness of sky protecting you.  holding you in its palms like a prayer, offering you incense of hope , beseeching , my love for my daughters, limitless, 

I shall reach across the sky, ride the moon beams, traverse the leaping waves, bend the flying currents, hold the stars in my teeth and bring a smile to your face.

my joyous angles, 

for only you this world exists.