Tuesday, April 21, 2009


I've grown Accustom to his Face.

He almost makes the day begin.

I've grown accustom to the tune

He whistles night and noon.

His Smiles

His Frowns

His Ups

His Downs

Are Second Nature to me Now

Like Breathing Out

And Breathing In.

I was so really Independent and Content

Before we Met.

Surely I could always Be.

That Way Again.

And Yet,

I've grown Acustom to his Looks

Accustom to his Voice

Accustom to his Face


kerri said...

Beautiful! Precious! Congratulations!

cindy said...

Beautiful words to describe a beautiful baby boy! I am so happy for you and can't wait to see him in person!

Melissa said...

Oh he is so tiny and beautiful...can't tell who he looks like.