Just when I thought I could not love you more,
All changed to see those eyes of child at two
Keep wide a place for joy to set her core
Each time a friend an act of good will do.

At once both far and near I feel the pull
Cut out from tears that flow till bones are dry
Edged dull to numb my arms which work leaves full
Piled up with fakes that do not see the sky.

Role call of true warm smiles I stash in heart
All sweet and kind and fine as shells not made
Not works of hand but life that spins its art
Calm slow fine true and sure at last to fade.

Ear has not heard the sound I would come clear
Right by new voice to sing high hopes held dear.