I had hoped
to write a poem of such
power
it's words would
describe the feeling
of seeing you before
your first breath
You looked at me before
you were
As I stood, wondering
how to tell you
Answers to questions
You hadn’t yet thought.
Answers still plague me
As each brings new
questions
And questions grow heavy
with time.
Are you the pure answer
to my questions?
The mystery of your life
Is an ancient truth
And I know God
Gave me you as a reason.
I love you Jason
Though you’ve not
uttered a word,
All of me is yours
And together we’ll be.
July 6th,
1978