Owen at 2 years old
Poem for Owen
New Years Eve 2014
I love the way
you loved Camden
these many years
And she has trusted you
With all the family pets
who come and go.
I love the way
you build such lovely things
to shelter and give rest:
arms of wood
Cradling with their love.
I love the way
you maintain simple
daily needs:
clean water, fresh bark,
warming fire, cozy niche
to ponder faith, patience and
marvelous belonging.
Mom
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 