Changing Diapers

for Saskia

you belong in the house of tomorrow

i watch your rambling face

full of the ignorance of what lies ahead

i cannot visit this with you, my daughter

your journey is your own

and if all goes according to God's great design

you will be

alone

burying me some day:

changing diapers to dust

and this sadness, my child

i feel deeply now

as you will feel deeply later

and it's all a part of God's great design:

changing diapers, turning to dust

but if you should ever wonder

please know that i am

love to you

and

you are love

to me

and i will chase you again on that setting rainbow

in a place where there is no more dust, no more sadness

and we will both run with the giggling innocence

of rambling faces