Poems by me

My Flower in the Desert

In the desert, when you were born,

You were so tiny,

I couldn’t even hear you moan.

I looked at you,

Not believing my eyes

‘Cause I’ve never held a baby of that size.

A tough preemie you were,

My determined and resilient girl.

A spirit with ultimate power

You bloomed into my Dahlia flower.

A lovely combination you are

Just like that burning star;

Hard and smooth as a golden pearl,

Your character enjoys any dare.

But also soft and filled with love

Your cuteness flutters up above.

I adore watching the sparkle in your eyes

As you ask, inquire, and analyze.

You also have that element of fun.

Sometimes playing a pun,

Other times crying out a giggle

And around you turn in a wiggle.

Books bring you joy,

Filled with stories you enjoy

‘Again’, you ask with delight

Ready to hear more every night.

I love how you care

Asking about your brothers’ welfare.

At the same time you boss them around

Stepping your foot firmly onto the ground.

I adore your determination

And I look at you with admiration.

You dance, laugh, and play

Cry, nag, tease and sway.

You chatter, talk, squeak and sing

And with all this you do bring,

Colorful emotions to my heart.

I so pray we would never part.

Your will to live and thrive,

Like that flower which has strived

Out of the perched dry sand

And blossoming proudly as you stand,

Is what makes me blessed, joyful

And forever and ever grateful!

Rania Hussant – September 2017

Photo credit; rachahallakphotography

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