New Breath of Summer
You appeared
as summer was still taking its first breaths.

As it sought warmth from the daylight,
you,
snuggled to your mother's breast,
taking comfort.

Raindrops became milder;
breezes, softer.

You
learned the touch of love;

and love comes
without season.
6-24-04 - P.A.T. Larson
Dedicated to my new grandson, Dallas, born 6-23-04.