Hannah

Hannah

Crawling on my bed, early 4:30

Hannah sticks her feet in my face.

A small blesssing, blond and innocent.

Sue and I dreamed of her, before birth.

Tired, I tickle her feet,nibling ten small toes.

"Daddy wake up," pulling on my receding hair with tiny hands,.

Quietly walking to the dark kitchen.

"Shh hush lets not wake up Mother."

She grabs a unopened box of cereal smiling at me.

I open it, grabbing her "Barney" bowl, and serve her.

Trying to leave She says, "Daddy wheres your bowl,sit and eat with me."

Together we eat, her smile binds me.

Gods gift slowly chewing, laughing,..

Watching a Infomercial.