At his first glimpse into amber-brown eyes
he held his breath and fell, head over heels
In love. Released emotions, one hushed sigh;
his newborn infant daughter at last real.
A downy fluff on golden-olive skin,
small tufts of ebony, like soft-spun silk;
a wrinkled face, yet hardly any chin
below a mouth waiting a sip of milk.
He walked the halls with pride and babe in arms
while mother slept and slowly healed her pain.
He prayed for God’s protection against harm;
also, for His safe guidance home again
The two alone increased through love to three.
where loving bonds create a family.
Joann Grisetti has been writing for 45 years. She is a retired teacher from Florida. She receives encouragement from her daughter and has recently enrolled in a creative writing workshop. She is a member of Poetry Soup. You can read more of her poetry there.