Precious, or: Born again human

Sevenling (I am gifting)

I am gifting her with an incredible fluency in English,
which will open countless doors for her; the open-mindedness
to brave the complexity of truth; and my undying love to ground her.

Every day, she continues to gift me her endless, adoring love, which I live for;
a purpose in this world, which gets me out of bed in the mornings;
and an identity more precious to me than any other.

More than six years ago, I was born a father.

54 thoughts on “Precious, or: Born again human”

  1. Your words are such a gift of your heart David. Might I suggest that you print that and save it for a book you make for her later… as a matter of fact you go back print all of your poems that are with her in mind and continue to do so. I would be a beautiful gift woven into other milestones she reaches. You have some gems. πŸ’–

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