The Creative Soul of My Beloved

My Dear Doe-Doe, My Beloved:
With excitement …
Like a schoolgirl learning to read
for the very first time,

and for the next time;
and ever continuously,
you discover the treasures,
of this earthly planet.

and all the beautiful things
that dwell therein:
Children, mothers, fathers;
brothers and sisters.

aunts and uncles.
And cousins galore;
And the many grandparents,
who’ve come before.

You’ve nurtured all of them.
And you’ve fashioned them;
Each day, each moment of your life,
you continue to shine your bright light;

upon all, and make them sparkle.
You mold them, even comfort them,
with such wonderful joy;
with great excitement —

to make them blossom like
a new creation.
With tender loving care,
a pocketful of miracles;

sallies from your active mind …
from your fertile imagination.
And all who cross your path,
All who have been raised up;

by your bounteous generosity,
rejoice, sing hymns of praises,
in your sharing with them —
even for a moment,

the brightness,
the radiance of your rapture;
with which you embrace all,
on your glowing stage of kindness.