A poem for my daughters. The journeyof waiting.Praying.Listening. The momentof knowing.CelebratingReceiving. And then she arrived.Like a surge in the sea, she burst forth.Forcing us to readjust…Swirling us to higher ground. Rising and falling.Volatile waves.We sail currents, unrelenting. She is lovely, her unrefined grace. Love,It’s a risky thing.But,we aren’t afraid.Love,It’s a risky thing.But,we aren’t afraid. AContinue reading “Daughters.”