Her name means 'Light'
Do you see it?
When I think of Light,
I think of a dark room.
I'm scared.
Seeing things that aren't there.
Then a Light comes on.
Things are clear.
No more fear.
When I think of Light,
I think of the hot sun.
I'm warm.
Seeing the dark spots that are left behind when I close eyes.
Then a Light appears,
Things are bright.
No more rain.
She gives all of that to me.
Lovely, Lovely Light.



8 comments:
so sweet. you and your girl.
She always looks beautiful!
Beautiful poem Jamie. Love!!!
I love this. She certainly is wonderful.
She has brightened my life!
She is an amazing little girl in so many ways. I love that second picture of her laughing...thanks for posting this.
She's emanates so much light she has to wear sunglasses. ;-)
precious girl!! gammie
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