I remember your sweet delicious smell
                        unobtainable from bottles.

                        I remember your perfect tiny fingers held tight
                        uncurlilng, grasping my finger.

                        I remember your long body
                        stretching out feeling the world about.

                        I remember your tears flowing
                        a goodbye to the warmth of the womb.

                        I remember your voice in those first gasps of breath
                        a sound of recognition.

                        I remember holding you
                        feeling rejuvenated in your presence.

                        I remember you a baby.

                        Now I look, see what  life you hold as you grow into
                        the skin of adulthood.  Your hand still grasps at life,
                        and life still carries your voice  upon its back.

                        I remember the dreams I dreamt for you, and know they were mine
                        yours are weaving their threads as you journey on your road.