Imperfect Prose - Daughter of Ours

You came to us
on a rainy day
clouds all grey
and heavy with
tears

hope streamed
across our porch
as your little hand
tucked into
your fathers paw

we loved you
right from the start
even though
we barely knew
your name

we came to you
with hearts
of hopeful joy
the waiting
finally over

suspended in
this first
venture
wanting it to be
so right

for you to
love us
as we already
had fallen
for you


you gave us
so much
that day in
your sunshine
colours

dabbing panacea
to open wounds
patching up
our broken hurts

you came
took our hands
and we walked
off into our
cocoon

and your father
smiled.




TK xx