A year ago today you were born.
Gently into water.
Into my arms.
Surrounded by the love of your family.
Can you see that whirlwind that just passed by?
It is the thunderous year that circled us.
And it trails off into history today.
My heart broke as you screamed through the pain of your first few months.
(Little lion, you were just waiting for lungs to roar).
My heart broke as you writhed through the long discontent that followed.
(Little seal, you were just waiting for words to speak).
My heart soared when you could crawl. You took off. Finally free.
(Little eagle, you were just waiting for wings to fly).
My heart soared when you could walk. Your spirit stretched upwards to the sky.
(Little monkey, you were just waiting for strength to climb).
And then my heart broke for me.
As I dragged my tired bones up every morning.
As I tried to keep my soul from sinking.
Forgive me for being so weary.
For not knowing how to help you more.
Please know that I loved you through the storm.
Please know that you brought me joy.
And I’d do it all over again.
Happy Birthday sweet boy.
Your smile is radiance to the world.
Your spirit is powerful and bright.
Your strength is mighty and true.
Roar, little lion, roar.