In her crib she twists with a snorting nose
waiting for me to fix it.
Her skin melts the touch. Softer than the softest petal.
Her laughing is sudden and contagious. Her smiles are a game of Where’s Waldo.
So gratifying is Daisy.
Her hair is full and plenty – from the start. Dark and light both. Eyebrows of blonde and orange.
She holds my finger so tightly. Sometimes, her nails scratch me when she’s startled.
Gripping for safety. I’ll keep you safe.
All of life is worth another ticking clock and exhale; when Daisy sighs.
Can’t wait to see you in the morning, Daisy!
Reaching for her and pulling her in. Smelling her unique baby scent. Every eyelash, I’ve memorized.
I’ll spend eternity remembering you.
My sweet petal of a girl. So furiously strong for your size. Every want I will meet as I can, sweet Daisy.
Your music already has me under your spell. Your daddy too.
The clicking keys have woken you. As you daydream in bed. About the books we read you, perhaps? The puppets we
model in front of your face? The sparkling, glittery lights of the tranquil turtle toy? Or the brand new faces that peer into your path, before your protective mommy pushes them away, by covering you with a blanket.
Or maybe, milk. Expressed from my breasts. For your life to continue with vigor. My breath of spring. Oh, Daisy.
Healthy and strong. Happy and deliciously addictive. A field of life beside me everyday! How lucky I’ve become. Everyday.
Daisy… my daisy… my daisy… my daisy.