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An ode to Miranda's new parents.
- I wish this baby,
- flannel, oatmeal, bells, balloons
- and kite wind, ponies (white or roan).
- I wish her tryouts, outfits, ocean swells and dances,
- love notes, babies of her own.
- But dare I wish her fevers, bruises, tears?
- (Who knows what trials life will make her face?
- Strip searches, sirens?)
- When you hear her fears I hope
- you'll help
- (or not help as the case may be)
- her try until she fails and then despairs
- and asks and learns and tries again.
- Your burden's great.
- Some parent's can't adjust.
- A few (indignant, ignorant)
- deprive their own
- (as they were once?)
- betray their trust.
- (In hunger, silence, filth some fail to thrive!)
- Kids cower, cringe from curses, glaring eyes.
- The slaps and belts, kill confidence, pierce pride.
- If we are only what we know,
- then lies and threats they'll learn (and teach).
- Some bold, some snide
- their spirit wastes away while wasting time.
- Souls curse to cruelty, cowardice and crime.
- I'm sure you wish this baby
- party clothes, recitals, ribbons, cars, diplomas, deeds.
- By now I'm sure her nursery
- overflows with books and puzzles
- years beyond her needs.
- It's tempting
- (gardeners graft and florists dye)
- to change, improve
- (each flaw makes you despair)
- The best are mere cosmetics feats.
- (why try?)
- Because her first milk tooth,
- her first gray hair
- (and when and where)
- already are foretold within each cell,
- within the spiral code.
- Some babes are colicky,
- some chatty, dumb.
- She'll walk, she'll talk
- (no matter what you do)
- when ready.
- (No doll. No slate.)
- She will become her own self with
- (or else in spite of)
- So while there's much you cannot do,
- there's much you can
- (and must!).
- Good goals, safe limits, fair, respectful choices
- (just your ear, your touch) all help.
- She might
- (with your concern and care)
- transcend misfortune,
- sail through strife, create her chances,
- master skills, transform her fate.
- Her needs are simple, water, food and air.
- Her tasks, to eat and shit and sleep and dream (or scream).
- She needs you now
- (while in your care)
- to keep her warm and dry.
- All she'll achieve in life is based on these.
- So let her be!
- because her business now is to perceive,
- test time and space and distance, gravity
- to learn to sing and count
- and climb and slide and spell,
- to learn to value, judge, decide.
- If not from you,
- from whom will she begin
- to master brushes, thank-yous;
- learn to live with others,
- right from wrong,
- and how to win, to lose,
- confront, apologize, forgive?
- No gift or gadget
- could inspire her to inspire herself,
- help her experience the world,
- create her memories.
- For you can make her feel she matters,
- find a sense of worth, of family;
- to know that she is loved and loving,
- forge her destiny.